80's, 90's, 00's
I only go for the same type of women.
The ones that have problems and a helluva luggage so that i can save them and shape them up...
That,my friend, is why i was a drug addict and an alcoholic.
UNMANAGEABLY.
Thoughts of a guy that haven't seen much around the world but been serving bits of existence to people from all over... You would think i woul've settle down by now...after all, experiment was all i ever wanted...but still they persist...every day is a new day...look at this guy yesterday...you would think hes a tough man...and saying goodnight and goodbye he says...''goodbye but its not a good night...my son's very very sick''...and there i go again...what more of existence do i not know????
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