I
climbed up a stone hill in my theatre clothes for my younger friends
drank up hot candle wax out of a glass because i thought it was beer
kissed a boy i liked and never got his name or number
slept in front of the door because i was too drunk to open it
've been talking with the last man i had with because he's in love with me
but i don't love myself
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