"And it's hard, you know? I mean, I feel like I'm fine but I've got one hand on the bottle and one hand on the shovel, digging the dirt of my own grave. And the more I drink from that bottle the more dirt I overturn... the rate I'm going, it's not long before I've got that ditch just the right size and the tombstone is in the post.
I don't want my epitaph to read 'He Drank Himself To Death.'
I'm sorry for rambling like this. Hope you're well. Write back soon.
-Eric
x"
Snippet of a new direction I'm taking with an old story. ^^ It really makes me happy.
If you're not a member of YWS and you're interested, send me an e-mail at teaguemaddix@yahoo.com.
Oh, and:
CRAIG FERGUSON HAS A MOUSTACHE NOW AND IT IS AMAZING.
Good night.
- Mood:
Excited - Listening to: My computer's incessant buzzing.
- Reading: Fire in the Blood
- Drinking: Actually, Powerade, for a change of pace.
Devious Comments
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Attempting to give a damn...
Unable to give a damn. Stopping...
Process failed. Damn not given.
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