Work is terrible. Life isn't a whole lot better. You crave a drink or two or three. Now it's hours later... Nothing seems quite as redeeming as self-destruction sometimes. Nothing seems quite as therapeutic as the occasional downward spiral or so it seems.
Thought provoking music blares in the background. You choose instead to be thoughtless. Fuck happiness, structure and pleasantries for the moment sometimes it's better to bask in your own negativity...
It's a good thing you picked up an extra bottle of Bushmills on the way home... and it's even better that your Irish blood won't let you feel the effects of tonight in the morning. I guess today is just one of those days
Thought provoking music blares in the background. You choose instead to be thoughtless. Fuck happiness, structure and pleasantries for the moment sometimes it's better to bask in your own negativity...
It's a good thing you picked up an extra bottle of Bushmills on the way home... and it's even better that your Irish blood won't let you feel the effects of tonight in the morning. I guess today is just one of those days
And yes...she IS moving here and I AM a lucky girl...she is a wonderful friend and we can never have too many of those!