Almost every night I have a dream of myself going out onto the football field with no equipment on...

Almost every night I have a dream of myself going out onto the football field with no equipment on. Weak and slow from cigarettes I still manage to get a tackle and score touchdown from a interception on the line. I can never go back and my regrets build by the day. Drinking is the only thing that helps me now and is also my worst vice.

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I already know I’ll end up killing myself. I peaked In high school and even back that at the top of my game I was still a bitch and a loser.

could you elaborate more and give a lil bot more of context?

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Love is fleeting, but your heart will feel without.

On the peaking in high school? I had a purpose everyday. Even if it was stupid I’d get up and go to school. Most of the time I’d try to make each day better than the last. Maybe 45% of the time I’d just wallow in self pity. I worked out and wasn’t a balding alcoholic with bitch tits. Girls liked me a lot although I only got with a few. It was fun the times I had with high school cuties. Anyway. Now only fat bitches with huge huge self esteem issues get with me. Even at that I get drunk every night and last night I told my girl off bad. Guess no pussy for me for another 6-12 months.

Bump

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My girl btw.

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It just sucks knowing I’m gonna have to do the same thing again tonight.