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I’m drunk. Not on life. Not on hormones. Not adrenaline.   I’m drunk.   Alcohol is my mister, And I regret nothing With him,   Or do I?  
I have an affair with depression and apathy is just my side lover self harm isn't caused by my self it's the scars and bruises I put on my body every other weekend
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