Digestion from alcohol.
Alcohol is scary. It addles your mind, collapses your facade, breaks you down. Everything you stood for crumbles. You admit everything that bugs you, every misgiving, grudge, whatever. You become weak.Politicians should be forced to get drunk before getting on the podium. No, really, it addles the mind such that all those cold hard calculations are foiled, you don't know what else to say but the truth so it is the truth that you spout, and everyone will be astonished by your frankness about your failures.
And admitting your mistakes is the first step to rectifying it.
I need to live life in an inebriated state. But I don't ever want to be in such a situation as aforementioned, ever again. I'll drink but I'll know to keep my mouth shut. I will.
In other news, it's officially Christmas Eve. I'm not a Christian though. But it's Christmas Eve. So..I'll celebrate it with alcohol and more alcohol and more fucking alcohol just because I can, just because I want to, just because letting loose can be quite distressing, just because.
And as usual, I'll pump the song of the season all day long, psycho-ing myself into thinking that I'm a tragic hero just like everyone else, that this misery won't end anytime soon, that I'll get stronger (fuck Eason, he's too awesome). Maybe if I'm disillusioned about myself enough I'd become a stronger person.
Maybe.
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| Hohoho. I'm a voyeur. |
Fuck Christmas._|_
Random question: Are ants attracted to semen? My table's getting a lot of ants.
-- 12/24/2011 02:38:00 AM