“…no matter how much you think you love somebody, you’ll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.”
I’m An enthusiastic devotee of mind altering substances of any degree. Therefore i’m way to sober to function. My body is rejecting me.
This is what im going to be doing when I’m “old”
Your face, i like that shit.
You use to be my best friend, someone I was ran to. We had fun sober, and in an intoxicating state. Its in the back of my head, that i miss you. It doesnt bother me often, or really depress me. I just cant fathom it..
You saved my life.
And then eliminated me from yours.
What the officer, problem? I swear to drunk im not God.
I wonder if i’m developing a drinking problem. Maybe just a sobriety problem. If I’m lucky. Meh.