condtradicting myself

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By KristenAlger •

i feel so lost i feel so old i dont know why i dont know how i want to live i want to die i need to stay i need to go i have to work i have to play i dont have someone to help me i dont have someone to save me another one VERYYYY much intoxicated

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October 9, 2007 15:03TigreDeVour

Why do people write so well when they're drunk? I like this a lot, because I'm a fan of contradictory work. *mist*