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long island iced teas are a gateway, they say

     for falling asleep at a restaurant and waking up the next day

smoking helps me write, helps me think, helps me breathe

     so it's hard to think addiction is a “disease”

and this third raspberry white claw is so sugary sweet

     (though i’ve lost the balance in both of my feet)

but college is hard, so i need a vice

     to help me forget the missing assignments on my shattered device

maybe this summer the madness will end

     when all of my stress is replaced by my friends

though i’m drowning in post-its and missed calls and missed sleep

     i will work on my essays until i begin to count sheep

until then i will smoke and i will drink and i will eat