Drunken Lullabies

Author: Ariah Oak

And here's where my memory fails me. When you think about it, this is rather unsettling. Partaking in consuming poison for sheer pleasure, for the sake of forgetting and laughing. At any rate, last night is a gaping hole of blackness.

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