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.
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.
The money got me geeked, like I took a hit of coke
My life is a movie, I gotta stay focused” —
New Years Eve.
I feel alive. I am alive. Im not dragging an erroneous personality along with me, in my daily conversations. Because even though life isnt ideal right now, I’m happy. And i know now time is on my side.
I dont have reality. i lock myself with these bars. White ladders, keep poppin em.