I Like to Drink

Illusion Of A Solution... my way of copeing is to flush all the pent up emotion out of my system and send myself hurling out of reality into the altered state of drunkess. what more is there to say? you all know the details: the shift in gravity, the illusion of a solution and the swaying of your body while you stagger onward insearch of something to do like the drunks we are, we will maybe fall on the ground while the stars humb to a soothing beat of their own mocking you of your insignificance and pety problems while you buzz with a warmth choosing to ignore them and living in the moment of the rush and then pass out before the good feeling is noticable. im getting carried away....