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I drink. A lot. Everyday. I go out, and everytime I meet new chicks. Hot chicks. I live in a place where people are dumb though… not really dumb but they totally misunderstand the concept of going crazy. So here I am, drunk, invited to this table and that one too, and I start to get bored, and I kinda flip out. They don’t get it, I just go crazier. And in the end there I am, dissapointed. I can’t be that regular guy, why can’t she be that crazy chick?! I’m a very nice guy, I think im pretty much not stupid, I like to discuss philosophy and life and ethics and all. But that doesn’t mean I have to look like it. Why does one have to prove that he is not just a dumb b**?? That’s where I flip out. I don’t like to prove. And when they don’t get me, I am bored. And this whole text is one vicious cycle. I gotta get out of here..

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