Why do I write long, rambling, painfully morose posts when I'm drunk?
And also: Why do they still manage to be relatively coherent?
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"Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn’t have you by the throat." --Charles Bukowski
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