Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

In the direction of: You

To I,
Love is merely a hangover
That one never recovers from;
Drugs are the gateway
To better lessons learned;
Alcohol is the opening to fresh
Emotional wounds and scar tissue;
And life,
Is not permanent.

So let's not take it too seriously.

November 4, 2005

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