Raising the bottle distorting the world even more than the alcohol in my blood,
She smiles seeing me there knowing it some elses fault and shes my blanket of comfort.
It cant last forever; fumbling movements, awkward legs and arms reflexes slowed and vision blurred, temperatures rising, bodies melting together. We both have been there more than once the drunken fumbles dragging the each other out of bathroom stalls, walking through doors at sun up. Wont get much better than this, slurred words and dark smoke filled rooms. Weve been to hell and back together arm in arm, couldnt ask for a better girl pushing me in the shower when I pass out. Got no regrets dont have time to think back on mistakes on purpose or accident, well be there like every time, wont get much better than this, our miserable drunken happiness.











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Greetz!
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