i wana share something w/ youchicaboolahMay 10 2004, 21:34:32 UTC
it's like the genocide happening in rwanda. shit. i watched a documentary about it. men just killing each other in the streets especially in the big cities and because they live in famine with alcohol they drowned right in their misery. it literally made my heart wept to see drunken men with hand-made knives big enough to slice your head off, standing proudly boosting next to piles of bodies they killed. it just opened my eyes that it is actually happening right now, it was not like i am that naive but to actually witness a camera shot of a city of people walking and one man just suddenly started stabbing someone and people joining him killing that unfortunate soul. i have always known alcohol is a disease. :/
Re: i wana share something w/ youeyewishesMay 11 2004, 06:00:26 UTC
it is a disease- even for non-alocholics it turns you into something you're not, or something you dont want to be- although some will argue it brings out your true colors...I dont think so i have always been pretty much a happy drunk- sometimes a bitchy one, but a slobberin sobbin one, not till this past week- and the reprecussions of that are straining my heart- it'd be easy to blame the bottle, but the hand that held the bottle is me...
Alcohol's a barbiturates. When one's too happy--drink.
I don't know how to find the right words to help you think that it is all for the best. I'm going to live in New York for a bit this summer and I've made the decision that I'm not returning. If I fuck up in New York and come crawling back home with my tail between my legs--
I feel that if I go back to my safety net if i fuck up--I will never be able to move forward and create a larger web for me to weave. I don't know, really.
Gallaudet doesn't hold that much dear to my heart; people like you does.
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it turns you into something you're not, or something you dont want to be- although some will argue it brings out your true colors...I dont think so
i have always been pretty much a happy drunk- sometimes a bitchy one, but a slobberin sobbin one, not till this past week- and the reprecussions of that are straining my heart- it'd be easy to blame the bottle, but the hand that held the bottle is me...
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I wanted to ask you what was wrong when I saw you with Jena, but it wasn't my place. Hope all is well. Mwah xo
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it was a realization that nothing will ever be the same, or what we hoped it to be (ie: my return to gally is a no-go as of now)
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I don't know how to find the right words to help you think that it is all for the best. I'm going to live in New York for a bit this summer and I've made the decision that I'm not returning. If I fuck up in New York and come crawling back home with my tail between my legs--
I feel that if I go back to my safety net if i fuck up--I will never be able to move forward and create a larger web for me to weave. I don't know, really.
Gallaudet doesn't hold that much dear to my heart; people like you does.
-Der Sankt
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