Hey, strangers... You may have forgotten about me, or may have just left me for dead. Or may just not care. I get all three scenerios. I've been better, been worse, been hopeful, been desolate, been there, been gone. Yep... Been there.
Yep, I'm drunk right now. What do you want me to say? Let you know how I failed again? Nahhhh, you know that already. Sobriety is kinda lame. I mean really.... Tried it. Somewhat boring to tell you the truth.
So, let me get this straight. We all get one life. We all agree on that right? At the end of our one life, we die... We still on the same page? Hope so... What gives ANYONE the right to say what is right or wrong in this very finite space that we have? I don't get it... When someone takes a grandiose position on me or how I live it makes me laugh.
I can smell a rose and taste the flavors behind each petal... You can't do that when your a retard drone. I can lay in grass and stare at the moonlight. Without your judgement? No... Yes, I want acceptance..... why do we all want to be accepted? We just do.
Without alcohol, I feel dull. Creativity dies. Colors don't seem bright. What am I to do? Walk around in a dull world without bright colors? I can do that, but life isn't fun when I do so :(