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I pour my heart out till I have nothing left, in an all-night drugged-up blab fest. It feels important meaningful and good, flying on M I’m in a talkative mood. Soul baring moments I’m really full of shit, dog chasing tail, this drug fuelled friendship seems to mean something but is never anything real. Brain cooking in a chaotic energetic feel. The day after, feel like a clown. Ain’t no getting high without the comedown.
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