I can't even name a song i just wrote, how the hell am i supposed to name my children?
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I can't even name a song i just wrote, how the hell am i supposed to name my children?
"Fuck! Shit goddamn it, great alright then...sorry..hi. "
Dakota had her hair tied up in a messy bun; a few strands of her brown locks fell down her face as she forced herself and gathered as much energy she could to open two white packets. The leftover make-up stains on her face, as well as her low energy was obvious enough for people to realize she either had a rough night or was hungover. The girl poured its small particles into her hot cup of coffee, resting her chin on her palm as she leaned towards an arm with her elbows placed on the table. Very weakly, she stirred her hot beverage with a tea spoon before picking it up for a small sip.
"Wow okay, i think i just accidentally mistaken these salt packets as sugar. Well done, Dakota-- you bright girl."
"If you’re a midget, and you didn't dress up as a leprechaun and handed out chocolate gold coins, how bloody selfish of you."
By the minute Carter was getting more drunk. The music was thumping around the room, and the alcohol in his system was beginning to take an impact. Carter smirked, it was plastered on his face. He began to turn his head looking at the person next to him. "You look cool...hot...urm good" He laughed throwing his arm around the person's shoulder awkwardly.
If you’re one of those people who walks in the bicycle lane, just know that people like me who’s going to run you over, won't be the slightest bit sorry.
Christ, what? Slow down, for fuck's sake, this hangover's the size of bloody Russia an' it ain't gettin' better for no-one.