This bud's for you, for me, and for temporarily forgetting my own mortality.
I think I'm numbing myself out right now. I haven't felt much other than when I first received the news; since then I've been keeping myself too busy to think about it all. Sex, drugs, and rock & roll. Friends, movies, and bottles of wine. Sooner or later it'll all run out and I'm afraid of the breakdown that will then ensue.
Until then... here's to apathy.
:-\
"But I fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
But I know that that's impossible now
And so I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories
'Cause I just can’t think anymore about that, or about her tonight
I give myself three days to feel better
Or else I swear I'm driving off a fucking cliff"
Until then... here's to apathy.
:-\
"But I fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
But I know that that's impossible now
And so I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories
'Cause I just can’t think anymore about that, or about her tonight
I give myself three days to feel better
Or else I swear I'm driving off a fucking cliff"