Drunken Philosophy 101
Let me relay to you my metaphor for a failed relationship that i created last night while i was drunk off my ass. Mind you, i will type it as i said it, so if at times it is incoherent, it's the parrot bay speaking not me...
It's like im stuck in this dark room of solitude with a window looking out to this beatiful summer scene. Flowers are fresh and the sun is shining. I want to be out there trying the new relationship, and the only way to get through is to smash the window. And yes, i am able to make it out but with deep heart-wrenching cuts all over my body. And those wounds scar.
How deep is that!
Thank you charlene for the parrot bay, and the heart-to-heart.
It's like im stuck in this dark room of solitude with a window looking out to this beatiful summer scene. Flowers are fresh and the sun is shining. I want to be out there trying the new relationship, and the only way to get through is to smash the window. And yes, i am able to make it out but with deep heart-wrenching cuts all over my body. And those wounds scar.
How deep is that!
Thank you charlene for the parrot bay, and the heart-to-heart.