Let me slip away, I'm barely holding on
Well, another fairweather friend bites the Dust. Saw Stee today in the shop and he never said a single word to me. Last week I sent them all texts to see if we were out on the Thursday and got no reply. Running motif for my blog - FUCK EM ALL!
Money is looking bad again.
Drinking...
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