Make this a murder scene of dreams,
a tragic loss of the hope of youth and everything inbetween.
With our hearts as flares to guide us into this port of call,
to far from home will be neither the promises we kept,
or the vicious lies we shared.
And all the misplaced trust,
Was never worth those million fucks theres one thing you gave me,
A lifelong lesson in letting go.
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by RyanCider
@ 26.10.2006 - 02:37:38
The First Step
by RyanCider
@ 26.10.2006 - 00:24:37
My first post on here, and a serious-ish one.
This party culture is making me quite literally saddened. The fact some people need to go out and get really drunk so there not bored is quite baffling. Now, dont get me wrong, I do like a drink and to get drunk every now and again, but drinking everytime you get bored is taking the piss.
The binge drinking culture of the UK is getting ridiculously out of hand, and I for one welcome the idea of sticking cigarette packet style health warnings on beer bottles and crates, etc, etc.
