Fill Her Up Some.

This is where we’re at and I’m going to need a refill where I’m headed. No room for that madness or blame, nor sorrow nor shame…I only wish my head was clear before I took his name. What a blessing indeed to be strong now that I know how to fight alone with no authority shaping my thoughts. That’s not to say I won’t participate in joint ventures, but if you ain’t filling me up the right way, move it right along mister.

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