Feb 04, 2009 23:42
All this talk of folks losing a friend to the rigors of fucked up suicide puts me in the mood that i was not so secretly finding myself in sometime past april. I feel for those that have lost recently but cannot help but be reminded of my loss as recently as april last. FUCK off brian. Another life who's ownership was not solely theirs in the taking. How many of you feel this way when you read and feel as my words tumble on the keyboard. Pretentious pitiful drunken sorrow or just a drunken reminder of unjustly taken life?!?
To those that feel anger is unjustified......INCORRECT I SAY TO YOU! The anger is beyond justified it is vindicated in every moment that you cannot share with that you should have been able to. Every moment that has been stolen away by cowardice is yours to feel just bitterness about.
....Back story: Got drunk at the same place i found myself after i found out my surgeon mentor killed himself. Was the first time i was back there since and the memories came flooding back in a manner that moses would have found fitting for a cleansing.
Sing to me oh Tool and Rumpleminz.
Oy...drinking in a place of sorrow = the badness.
Sleep well WOOOO!