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segunda-feira, 25 de outubro de 2010
sexta-feira, 27 de agosto de 2010
Drink my soul
Eu vou beber. Eu vou beber tanto que já me esqueci como foi. Quanto mais sede eu tenho mais a quinta se arrasta.
Whisky is too hard for me. Can you offer something easier? Beer? Too much easy. Vodka and glass? Perfect! A couple of cigarettes. Ice and smoke. I could live like this. I wanna die like this.
Forget the hangover. I still have a half of a bottle. The headache started. I’m starting to get blind. None of my gods are clapping. I’m going to hell, but now, I really don’t care. I can’t hear my own voice. I start to speak alone. Loving myself, I just feel like this when I’m drinking. Finally I understood why… I have to drink my soul.
Whisky is too hard for me. Can you offer something easier? Beer? Too much easy. Vodka and glass? Perfect! A couple of cigarettes. Ice and smoke. I could live like this. I wanna die like this.
Forget the hangover. I still have a half of a bottle. The headache started. I’m starting to get blind. None of my gods are clapping. I’m going to hell, but now, I really don’t care. I can’t hear my own voice. I start to speak alone. Loving myself, I just feel like this when I’m drinking. Finally I understood why… I have to drink my soul.
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