Monday, April 4, 2011

First attempt wont be the last. What attempt I made, I guess.
Chasing the lights at a club I'm running as fast as these two beers allow me to.
I gave one away.
Binged on the other.
There's too much going on,
Too much people,
Too much spilled drinks on the floor.
First attempt I slipped and fell face forward.
Bloody nose,
Chipped tooth,
This pain never gets old.

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