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On the new year i was stressed out and drunk, plus i've pierced my tounge and it hurts & swallows, good side of it, i can't eat & i have to drink some pills, so this gave me a new sensations, kinda' cool, had fight with few peoples, some of them tried to call and ask what is fucking going on, other said stop drink vodka for fuck sake, be mature, but the best part, best message i ever had sounded like this : " Love, did you fall on you head? "
Sweet dreams are made of this...
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