From Monday morning till Friday at 1030am. I didn’t partake in the pleasures of alcohol , marijuana or nicotine. Thought it would clear my head.
Fuck that sobriety noise.
Life is depressing.
Make some good friends.
Get fucked up.
Talk, talk, then talk some more.
Connect your minds to the positive vibrations.
Feel the oneness of the Universe.
Mother earth? How bout Mother Universe.
Fuck sobriety, it’s not for me.
I found what makes me happy.
I’ll ignore the Negative Nancy’s.
Strength in numbers.
So few fires in the cold concrete jungles.
Even fewer that don’t burn down his “friends” camps.
The weak cut like fat around the hips.
Life is heavy I can’t hold your baggage.
But you better believe I’ll grab your forearm and pull you off a cliff.