I'M  Living  With  A Friend  And We  Are 
 Driving   Things  To  The  Extreme.  I'M 
 Drunk  Three To Four Times A Week And My 
 Diet   Consists  Mainly  Of  Junk  Food. 
 I Know The  Layout Of The Whole Town, In 
 Less  Than A Year We'Ve  Been  On  Every 
 Street   At  Least   Once.  There'S   No 
         Income. I'M Dying, Fast.         
 The  Actual Place Is Beautiful, And  The 
 Apartment   Too.   I  Truly   Miss   It.