In Rehab there was this wooden box with holes
In it and nuts and bolts. The object was to see how many you could do in a certain amount of time
One day I stuck my arm in the box like it was going to eat me
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Good night Party Until dawn Drink up Dance Play it loud Make sure the neighborhood knows Good night What's that A hang over and som...
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