Bon soir, mes amies.
I personally don't see whats so bon about it... Well I'm not here to tell you some sob story so i'm just gonna type this out then leave you to your peace.
Well I fell into prison
about a quarter till three
Where I found in my cell
a glass waiting for me
So I filled what was empty
and I pulled up a stool
But he stood in the corner,
the old devil wouldn't move
He said, "You drink when you're lonely."
No I drink when I want!
He said, "You'll never be sober."
Sure. Why would I want that?
I only drink to be merry
but unfortunately
I'm in the wrong prison cell
and the wrong company
Wrong Company - Flogging Molly
Farewell, love. I will be back.
Mace
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apathetic: *sigh* I'm emo...
i don't know why...
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