Such twisted fate of instantaneous destruction, such evil lies within this horrible idiotic construction.
Dealing the certain fate, the cruel hand of loves lost, the devil fucking your mind to show you who's boss.
Just another bottle of my new pals, whiskey, beer, and the thoughts go away to fill this breach beyond reach.
To believe in such things as destiny, love and fate, only makes this heart feel so used and second rate.
The moral of this story about destiny when life feels sunk?
Don't fucking write when you're so fucking drunk.
hahahaha more later!!
Dealing the certain fate, the cruel hand of loves lost, the devil fucking your mind to show you who's boss.
Just another bottle of my new pals, whiskey, beer, and the thoughts go away to fill this breach beyond reach.
To believe in such things as destiny, love and fate, only makes this heart feel so used and second rate.
The moral of this story about destiny when life feels sunk?
Don't fucking write when you're so fucking drunk.
hahahaha more later!!
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