Intermitent and sometimes political ramblings of a second year sociology student and barmaid. Life is about discovery. It's almost time to get me the fuck out of this wasted country.
'& though I always tried to live an honest life, to tell my truth I've told my share of lies.'
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But I’d trade it all for just five minutes more
Of your wandering hands with their simple demands that are
All the things I ever wanted, better than the powder and pills,
All the things I ever needed, the only thing that doesn’t seem to kill,
That still makes me smile.
