Jan 29, 2006 04:37
Its one of those days where you know that you have fucked up because you drank to much or because your head was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, and the only memories that you want to think about are the times at the carnival, or the beach or just you and her/him in the bed just happy to hear their voice. But now everything is fucked up, they say that they accept your apolgy but all you can hear in your head is your own voice repeating all the stupid shit you have said this fine night because you have had one to many and the only comfort you have is the sweet voice of Mr Jack Daniels and the only reason you want to drink him is because you want to show him what for. But soon the sun will rise and another day will come and to the rest of the world all will have forgotten, but not me. Things will stay exactly the same. I will wake up tomorrow just as drunk, maybe more than i am now, maybe even passed out on the floor with some random away message up because all I tried to do is get the voices of last night out of my head. My conscience is still riding strong, strong as last night, I know I was wrong. why couldnt I admit it then. I am jacks drunken mind, I rant, rave, and act like a complete asshole. I kill jack. Alcohol is the sweet temptress of my life. If you have ever known someone that you just took your shit,baggage out on maybe tomorrow, or then next time you see them go up to them and give them a hug. I guess through all this though, all the years of fake depression and bad drunken nights, and bad highs, and bad mushshrooms trips, I have would have to say when shit went weird there was someone there for me. From those friends who were there when the nights where bad, for those who were there for me when no one would hang out with me after work because if was too late, or because i just broke up with a girlfriend, or just hung out with me because you liked the company. this is for you. THANK YOU. I dont say this every day, and I dont think anyone does but when you travel 2 min to a house, or 40 mins to the city and have someone to come meet you when you get out of the car or the path or subway station is the greatest feeling in the world so thank you to all those friends that I have.