a mountain of cocaine and a gallon of Vodka.
strange, since I hate Vodka.
seriously, i'm clean.
had a dream a friend and i stayed up all night [even though it was daytime, and we were other people] drinking vodka and doing cocaine in my father's car that we stole from him. [even though he was another person.] then we spent the night in lock-up being witnessed to by representatives of Alcoholics Anonymous.
*I DON'T DRINK
*I DON'T DO COCAINE
*I DON'T EVEN DRIVE
*but i was still myself enough to be rude and off-putting to the evangelicals in the holding cell in my dream.
these hard times, i tell ya. now i'm an alcoholic in my dreams.
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