Vodka,
Sleep,
Vodka,
Sleep,
That's what my life consisted of,
Vodka and sleep,
I mean I know that's no way to live a life, but nobody cared, my parents don't even ever try to stop me,
Vodka and sleep,
It's the only thing I've ever needed, and I know it's slowly killing me, but at the end of the day, what's the worse that could happen...I die? Well that's not that bad really, It's better than living this hell I'm living,
My routine is always the same,
Vodka and sleep,
I wake up, drink vodka, listen to music, drink vodka, listen to music, sleep. It's all I've ever known,occasionally I hear my mum yakking away downstairs laughing, drunk, again, as per usual.
Hey, how do you think I learned all of this from, I could of been successful, in college, becoming a teacher, but no.
Here I am, sleeping and drinking vodka.
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