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Drunk Sonnet 14

04/28/2026 14:58h
IF ANYONE KNOWS WHAT IS GOING ON EVER THEN HEY I AM HERE IT WOULD BE NICE TO TALK SOMETIME INFOMERCIALS HAVE STARTED AND I KIND OF WANT TO DIE I’M PRETTY SURE THIS ONE IS ACTUALLY FOR A MORGUE OK SO ACTUALLY IT’S FOR THE BIBLE OR SOMETHING SO IT’S A COMMERICAL FOR TRYING TO BE HAPPY OR SOMETHING BUT I AM NOT HAPPY TONIGHT NO I AM NOT JUST HERE IF HAPPINESS EVER WORKED THEN HOW—I DON’T KNOW HAPPINESS IS A LIZARD IN THE SUNLIGHT GETTING WARM AND THEN IN THE NIGHT BENEATH A ROCK EATING FLIES AND SWALLLOWING THE MEAT OF THE TRASH OF THE DIRT AH, SO TONIGHT IS A LITTLE DRUNK AND OK OK OK THAT IS GOOD SO LET ME BE—THERE IS NO LOVE TONIGHT GOD IS LIKE BONO—SOME DICKWAD NO ONE WILL EVER MEET OR LIKE