If it weren't for weed my lifeblood would've kept pouring out, my scrambled brain would've fallen to pieces, and if it weren't for alcohol, those three nineteen year-olds, probably, wouldn't have broadsided me at fifty-five MPH.
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If it weren't for weed my lifeblood would've kept pouring out, my scrambled brain would've fallen to pieces, and if it weren't for alcohol, those three nineteen year-olds, probably, wouldn't have broadsided me at fifty-five MPH.
I wouldn't be who I am today.