this is where i start going to pubs all

the time again

with the same damn friends

and start drinking more booze more nights a week

sitting there talking to no one

except small random bursts of strangeness

that only get me looks and forced laughs

while i tear the napkins into pretty

snowflakes that everyone says

are great but no one wants to take one home

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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