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cristallina ([info]owllight) wrote,
Re: tennessee
1. Fuck that. If there was some kind of apocalyptic alcohol shortage and the only alcoholic drink left was a fucking long island iced tea, I'd just kill myself.

2. Yesterday. Try an' see her every day, so she don't forget my face.

3. Liquor. Sex can't make you forget.

4. When he left at first I thought he was real immature. I'm tryin' to do the right thing, and he's being a bitch 'cause he don't want to share me. I wanted to tell him to grow the fuck up, you can't just storm out every time things don't go your way. But then he never came back, an' I never got to say any of that shit, and I still don't believe he's really fuckin' gone.

5. Gettin' drunk enough to knock a buzzard off a gut wagon and gettin' in a good bloody fight.

6. I don't know. Maybe at this point, he'd have to get me to take him back.

7. Oscar I guess, miss his pretty mouth, but I'd just break his heart, wouldn't I?


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