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in order to celebrate the very fact that you are alive. the very fact that your bones are holding your delicate frame together. the fact that the man at the corner store remembers your name. and you’ve tried so hard to forget so many names. every day is beautiful. you learn something each and every day. sometimes it doesn’t mean anything but you don’t let that stop you from learning. in celebration we kill ourselves. so slowly. one cigarette with your coffee. caffeine and nicotine. one cigarette with that glass of wine. you wake up still in your shoes with the red wine still on your lips. you don’t believe in god but god damn you’re looking for someone in the bottom of those bottles. always make eye contact when you cheers. look so deep you can almost see their reason for that exact shot. someones birthday. someones new job. a face you’re trying to erase.
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