He will fuck up tonight

He’s allowed

You were talking to yourself!

Money that’s why I spent all my money today

I deserve this night drinking

Nine hospitalised

I’m getting better

-4 metre fibreglass boat

I want a fucking girlfriend

And it is not Anna!

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