Getting drunk yelling fuck’em all

I got you out of bed for what – to watch me get drunk and yell fuck’em all!

I’ll fly across the floor. You’ll see a broken man.

Self-destruction is cool.

Fuck the law and everything that is represents.

You can call a cab, but I’d rather walk.

How’d another year turn out so bad?

This post means nothing. Just like your pitiful existence at life. It was inspired by a song. Music keeps an insane man sane. In the words of the great Nietzche, “Without music life would be a mistake.” 

I feel my creative streak coming back. Be warned.

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