A Night On The Town: Just Like Home
The night is fucking with me again. Even in company I can’t wear a smile any longer than I have to. Though the company isn’t helping. She’s talking to him and you’re not talking to me. Well, you are but, “it’s not something I can talk to you about.” Right. Why did I expect different?
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