All I Am Is Just A Traveler With Dirt On My Hands

All I have is dust in my pockets and you in the end

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And to think that you’re somebody’s daughter, away at college not getting smarter…

Everything changes when all the lights in the room are as low as you,

but don’t trip you’ll sober up soon.


Regain an honest perspective as you puke on the floor,

can’t remember why your knees are so cut up and sore…

(Source: realmengrowbeards)