December 2011
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I need to find a place where there is no lines and...
Someplace where it don’t feel like this world revolves around Whiskey or the Bible, a shot glass or revival.
Did I ever tell y’all about the one time at my uncle’s funeral how his brother tailgated it.
Like, pulled his truck up the the door, sat there with a twelve pack on the tailgate and welcomed everyone as they walked in.
Please, tailgate my funeral when I die.
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When you don't run on either side of the fence,...
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Muddy water coming out of the sink in there.
Dirty sheets up on the bed. I can’t get no picture on the TV screen, and I can’t stand the ones up in my head. It ain’t like there was a first resort in this last chance for gas neighborhood.
Yeah, what do you know? I think I wound up where he told me to go.
This place ain’t on no map, but how was I to know it’s everywhere that he ain’t at.
How did he know...
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Pain hurts, but whiskey's tough. Too much ain't...
Hmmmm. Turns out only two jar fulls come from a bottle of wine.
That was a quick bottle.
That awkward moment when for the first year, there...
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She finally drank her pain away a little at a...
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind until the night she put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger.
Finally, drank away his memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pillow, clinging to his picture for dear life.
We laid her next to him beneath the willow, while...
I believe he was a real good thing.
Can you believe I let a guy like him get away?
I believe he meant it the night he packed and said Jesus is coming back before he does.
One of those nights when death sounds like the sweetest option in the world.
“Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.”
– Josephine Hart (via shakethecobwebs, mols)
Clark’s wife is being induced today and having their second child.
Mark the date on the wall, remind myself to celebrate the day I lose it all.
I made plans to be together, he made plans to be alone.
Damn right, I’ve got objections, but it’s awful too late night.
She got a rock, I’m getting stoned.
Read it in the paper, marked the date on the wall,...
Damn right, I’ve got objects, but it’s awful too late now.
She’s got a rock, and I’m getting stoned.
I should have been a cowboy.
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It's the first snap of the last straw, where...
Dreams are like a knife when you’re hanging by a thread.
It's just over when it's over, ain't it, baby,...
Rip you like a dagger, can’t it, baby, can’t it?
Wish we could do it over, dammit, baby, dammit.
We had it in the air, just couldn’t land it.
This ain't no, "Baby, wait, we can make it work."
It’s a blank page when you’re out of words. It’s a flat line, it’s a heart attack. It’s too far gone to be shot back.It’s a one way with no where to turn. It’s no breaks, baby, crash and burn. Ain’t no map going to ever bring us back from where we are.
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Here's to happy ever after.
Here’s to balls and chains.
Here’s to all us haters of old lovers new last names.
Here’s to holding up and getting right where I belong.
She got a rock, I’m getting stoned.
Hey you, yes you.
Stop making up situations in your mind that aren’t happening in real life.
Nothing is happening, yet I know your mind is churning.
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I miss the track. I miss the smell of E85. The occasional cherry or grape scent from the exhausts. Running through the mud to get to the pits after a race. The screech of tires, the rolling smoke from a burn out. Watching the tree light. I miss that damn mustang.
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There's an Eric Church song for every moment of my...
