Maybe youll see me soloing a pitcher of long island, maybe youll see me taking shot after shot. Maybe youll see me sober, maybe youll see me unbuttoning my shirt. Maybe I am a lush, or my liver loves me. But maybe, just maybe, I like to have fun.
I miss being able to talk about nothing and have it mean everything. Lets lie under a tree and stare at the clouds, lets skip through a store singing, lets take a bunch of photos in those booths at the mall, lets do something spontaneous.
I deeply analyze. I am mentally open to my own biases. I know that I am oppressed and equally oppress. I have a healthy sense of unusual honesty, which leads to honest self-evaluation. I am not pessimistic though my views are pragmatic.