I give you... Alcoholism.


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I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I'm not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.

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The crucial part of writing down your thoughts is being able to make sense of them in the first place. Hence, this entry is too difficult for me to put simply into words. Maybe tomorrow, or next week, or next month..

I still don't quite have the energy to write about things just yet. I liked this poem so I'll post it.. now ( Read more... )

I have much to say and even more I'm choosing to keep to myself.
However, the entry wouldn't be done justice if I chose to write it now.
So I won't.

I feel like writing with the reckless abandon of a lunatic handing out hot soup in a deli. That was a trying analogy. Who the fuck cares? Certainly not I. My roommates are blasting out.. (turns down own music) .. Oh wow, it's some sort of Ukranian polka techno. You can't fault them for uniqueness, only high volume levels. Okay, time for a ( Read more... )

"I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour, but heaven knows I'm miserable now" seems to be becoming a reoccurring lyric of mine and I believe it applies now as well.

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