i want a drink so bad #substance
And do you know of any way to distract from these thoughts or to perhaps allow them to subside in a better manner?
thx ur awsome u know that?
not rly i usuly just concede an make myslf a drink or at laest take a shot but i rly shludnt do that rn #substance
i know but its p nice 2 hear u say that anyway
yeah id say so i liked readin when i was lil b4 i had friends an was usully 2 drunk to really focus on the words #substance
I once knew a man who kept birds in our part of.. where I lived. He was obsessed with them. Always kept his ears down and focused on them. He had cockatiels, parrots, toucans, finches, all sorts! All locked in these little cages. And you wouldn't know it from the cages, but they seemed happy with him. They were very affectionate, he treated them well, and he gave them every bit of love he could! But there was one day, and truly I shall never forget it, carved into the echelons of my mind as it is, where the sound of the chirping and the birds singing mysteriously.. stopped. Their song always filled my days when I was a little girl, and suddenl they just weren't anywhere to be heard! I checked everywhere for them. The mess hall, the living areas, even my own bed! Nothing.. But then, finally, against better judgement.. I approached his room. I knew not what was behind it, but I knew I would have to check. I knew I had to. Because I'm a curious girl, and when those of a great curiosity wish to know something, we'll do about anything to learn the truth..
idk how i feel about this story but i guess it got my mind off things p well