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Lawrence Arms Cocktails And Dreams

bidding starts at $19.95. And while the survey says 'cheers and applause' another hour dies. Jacking off again. 40 oz in the fridge. Have these dreams

stayed the same We faded and faded Now nothing remains As we breathe our last breaths And kiss our goodbyes Remember us buried Alive? I?m wasted as These city blocks These Blockbusters And

in my sloping brow and forehead? I'm missing all the missives because I'm stone dead. We're fuck ups and perverts, we're dickweeds and drunks, drowning

it's raining You use a lot of heavy words that never get you anywhere The circumfile needs cycling Another year has lived and died Through blue tangled

deck the halls with drunken folly swallow resolutions line our stomachs with illusions car engines sputtering like these smoke filled dreams mistletoes and colored lightbulbs and

Hey mike i wish i could help you figure something out but it's been too long since we spoke your sarcasm radiates unhappiness so withdrawn and rooted

this is delivered with courage muddled in tension lashed out in honesty someone come and save me i'm dying to tell you this kills it forever we were already dead and

up but sideways for now. The rise and fall and gentle drops precipitation never stops i pulled the clouds inside me and now it's raining again. cried