Sea Of Shit - Ether Rag
Feed your addiction. Perpetuate your own misery. Remove yourself from reality. Ether rag stuck in your hand. Breathe in and wish you were gone. Breathe out and know you remain. A promising escape. Another letdown to add to the list. Ether rag in your hand.
New York commuters reading of President Kennedy’s assassination
When I just wake up, and I’m at a friend’s house, horribly hungover and just slowly taking in my surroundings and the crazy shit we said and did the night before..someone walking up to me with this tall beauty is a mothafuckin’ godsend. Hell yeah.
I did take care of my boyfriend. I got him ready for work, gave him medicine and set up his breakfast and lunch, and now he’s gone. Time to play with the ratties.