so, as of right now, im resigning the right to drink alcohol. yeah, being legal to drink is great and all, but fuck that. i woke up this morning, unable to remember anything, it feels like i broke both of my hands, and theres blood all over the shirt i wore last night.
long story short; i think i blacked out.
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Well tell us something about the erasure of narrative-- or anything to bring it around to literary/arts/critical language.
You can do it! ~Robert
huh?
i read a book, and someone got blackout drunk, cut his hand on a peice of glass
wow James,you crazy but so kool at the same time.well i guess you learned your lesson now, which is good. now you will live long.lol.jk
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