Well. I woke out of a drunken stupor, at my cousin's house. It was her 24th birthday Thursday, so I decided I had to make the cruise down to the oh so fabulous capitol city of the fine state I plant my toes in, Salem. It's a fucking wasteland I was born near. Anyways, the Jell-O shots/tequila shots/ coronas/whathaveyou did not do a motherfucker right. I still have a headache from one of Hell's openings, lingering around my skull. Good thing I decided to do about 105 mph on the freeway home. Girlfriend told me I was scaring her. I gave her a satanic chuckle with out even glancing in her direction. I threw up liquids only before I hopped into my heated seats, so it's chill.
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"black as midnight..black as pitch
blacker than the soul of the foulest witch"
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