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28 November 09

The Good, the Bad, and the Nights I Forgot About

I like
every night that
I say the next day
was a “bad night.”

Because the “bad nights”
are always the best nights.
I always feel like I’m lying
through my teeth

the next morning
when I say I fucked up.
We both know I didn’t.

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh