Wednesday, 7 December 2011

//Your Face Was Made Prettier.\\

You wake up in the recovery room, hurt and confused. You remember the night before. Getting drunk and actively looking for trouble. You remember a group who look suspect at best. One of them looking at you, you shouting something at him. You remember a timberland boot repeatedly in your face. Remember thinking: "This is the best kind of human contact".

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