Last night i got drunk. Words became actions and the actions were forced. Sex was a joke and the cliche was near. Conversations empty like my heart. Morality forgotten, friendship damaged. I balled my intoxicated eyes out with no shoulder for my tears to run to. The cigarettes keep my calm and the ride home leaves me sober. What kind of man am i? am i even a man?
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