Saturday, February 12, 2011

Bitter from the inside and cold on the outside, she thrusts her flask in the dark night sky and while only slightly intoxicated, proclaims, " You know where they'll be in ten years? That same damn house doing the same DAMN thing. And you know where I'll be in ten years? Wherever the hell I want to be getting as drunk as I want to be and I, unlike them, will be COMFORTABLE in my own DAMN skin."
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