drunk drunk drunk
no more mini vans
no more cat ladies
no more crying and late night angry walks
no more
no more mini skirts
when i'm walking on sawtelle
olympic
from west l.a. to hollywood
no more boyfriends
no more
no more sex
and "i love you"and the fourth of july GONE and went to shit
and then no more whiskey
or bourben
or energy drinks
or late night talks
no more
no more more
and more
or more
no
noe
know
now.....good night
mother fuc kers
yupp
i'm drunk.
yupp
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