walk into the liquur store, doc martins untied, no socks, fly unzipped, hair messed up, wearing the clothes i slept in and pick out 2 bottles of wine.
the guys at the counter make small talk, i tell them i’m just picking up breakfast and they both give me a “wtf” look, say “see you soon” and off i go….looks like another evening of drinking alone with winamp
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