Me That Used To Be
A quarter to three Full of beer, wine, and whiskey… Gotta pee, can’t see. This would have described me in my younger, hard-drinking days after yesterday’s late night and early morning blogging session. Sign in to see full entry.
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For those of you who don't get it, I repeat: "notapoet is not a poet."
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