24/7
The beat it bumps.
The people they hunt.
College teaches you how to drink.
Life teaches you how to think.
Beers and bongs
Girls in thongs
The party goes on.
You live through one.
You look for the next.
Forever in hunt of the future ex.
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I live a life I never thought I’d live
I dress a way I never thought I would
Weekend Girls
Weekend Drinks
Weekday Girls
Weekday Drinks
Hangovers
Layovers
Gone is what I long for.
If there is an end
It’s nowhere in sight.
I live a life I’ve always wanted to live
I dress a way I wish I always did.
Anonymous Formspring Poem…i love it.
The first stain on these shoes are of cemetery earth.
The earth in which she buried.
Stains that I hope never wash away.
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