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Quick, write a poem about a white man stuck in a well slowly drowning in mud. And his only hope is that a vote is passed on rope length necessary for his enevitable rescue! Plot twist, the voters are all female..

Quick, write a poem about a white man stuck in a well slowly drowning in mud. And his only hope is that a vote is passed on rope length necessary for his enevitable rescue! Plot twist, the voters are all female..

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Why?

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Hadn't seen you post in a while, didn't know if OP was yanking my chain

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Yeah, I just went to rehab for a little bit.

The unfortunate truth of the matter is that being sober doesn't actually make a single thing better.

I believed my close friends and family when they told my that my drinking was directly correlated to the cause of my problems.

I thought to myself that is might be worth a shot.

And while I did truly enjoy rehab, my return to society as a sober individual had left me with no feelings of happiness whatsoever.

I can't see anything good. Consciousness is clearly a mistake.

Many people drink for many different reasons.

Some drink out of compulsion, some drink for pleasure, and some drink because it is a good distraction.

I drink for the last one.

I don't want to think about any of this anymore.

It makes no sense, why any Benevolent God would create a Universe that allowed suffering.

Better to drink often and drink deeply, and focus on the score of a Football game.

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We are a lot alike. Though I quit dirinking, found God, and started a family. I understand you.