Once upon a time there was a boy with confused toughts about his future. He was missunderstud by all of his known so caled friends.
Most of the time he was drunk.
And writing a biography for him is a thoughest think u can ever imagen.
But after he envented beer hill climbing everything has changed ( at least it looked like it changed). That was his escape from reality. He realisaeds most of his ideaas.And the real friends who journeyd him had amazing experience.
His biggest problem was that he didn't know how to be alone that's why he had a lot of women in his life. He didnt cared for the most of them. But for thouse who hi did care and he thought he had a bright future with (I'm an english language teacher but I'm so fucking drunk that's why I'm reinventing english language and I'm going to pee now and it's so fucking hard to compose this sentence) and he really tried hard for everything to be all right but at the end he was the one that got dumped (I personally think that he didn't had the nerve to dump them)
The last few years years were really fgucked up for him his spirit was slowly dsying until it was finally killed with a kung fu style called killing your soul with a cotton.Realithy check : at this moment his body is throwing up in toilet I'm not helping him because he's not my friend my friend's spirit has died.No matter that his spirit has died his drinking habbits are bigger then ever.And that's all I have to say right now cause of the lack of inspiration (cause I can't drink anymore because I have to drive)

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