Today’s Reason To Drink

I was having a zen moment listening to a Fleetwood Mac song this morning, and then, without pause, the screeching, nails-on-chalkboard, bitch-wine of I’m at a payphone, trying to call home ripped me from my solemn slumber. Anger and disgust replaced unicorns and rainbows. Fucking Levine.

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