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Somebody's dog is licking my face...

So, I found this bar, called the Cactus, last night... when I was there, this guy, I swear he was at least 70, kept hitting on me. Alll I can imagine is a wrinkly penis, and I can't stop laughing.

#complexstarter #wow char thats deep #bravo #inspirational really i just

How am i suppose to concentrate

with this freakin' headache?

On top of all, jesus these walls are thin.

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I wish i didnt have to worry about money and stuff like that

Being properly depressed is impossible when you have too much responsibilities.

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Karaoke // Isabella & Open

Tuesday nights were Karaoke night at the Sun Liquor Lounge, or as Isabella thought of it - her favorite night of the week. She would never tell anyone openly, but bar tending wasn't her goal for the future. Isabella wanted to sing, she always has ever since she was a little girl. But her family didn't believe in pipe dreams. Her father owned his own chain of popular retail stores, while her mother was a private school teacher. They worked from the bottom to the top, never getting anything handed to them. But when Isabella was born, she got anything she wanted. As a single child she was given anything her hear desired, except freedom and a chance to follow her true passion.

When she went to Vanderbilt she started taking voice lessons until her parents found out and told her how much of a waste of time it would be. So by the time she graduated, she moved out of Nashville and to Seattle to get what she could at least: her freedom. Stepping out from behind the bar, she walked up to the small stage that was used for the night. The song that she had already chose began to play over the loud speakers as she grabbed the microphone with her right hand. Taking a deep breath the began to sing.

Woke up late today, and I still feel the sting of the pain.

#para #open #karaoke #complexstarter #how i imagine her singing

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