I saw this meme on them there internets somewhere, and it was Lemmy form Motörhead, and he was being quoting saying the following
“It’s not how much you drink, it’s how fast you drink”
Some fuckin knowledge right there.
Ya see, you get excited.
And you gulp it down.
Then you twist a joint, then you put on headphones with your master playlist,
Most of the music you’ve ever liked.
You barely notice, an empty glass..
“Well fuck it, I’ll pour another”
And you smoke your doob and you nod your head, then you look down, and the glass is empty.
Therein lies the problem.
That gay shit people are always talking about..
Discipline.
You racka disapwin .
Lack…
You lack the discipline to do it right.
(But you know how to ride)
Fuck yea, ride the slipstream, get all kinds of silly, find the laughs and the feelings..
Bleh..
What can I say?
No one got hurt.
No one punched me in the mouth.
You live, you learn.
Kratom really is better in that regard, but I notice it makes me sad on the long term.
“Be there no chemical concoction, be there no ethereal fix for me?”
Natural or synthetic?
(Probably not)
Yeah….
Probably not.
I missed the whole party.
Blew off plans and went to sleep.
Slept well,,woke up feeling like I had Been unburdened,, something about it.. something deep in your sleeping mind..
Washed.
Scrubbed.
The brain soup got a splash of bourbon and because I’ve quit for months,,,it’ felt like a,,,,medicine?
I guess.
Don’t fall into a lifestyle,
But realize most of the battle is in the Brain soup.
dawn 