The Friday lesson of how to decipher who your real friends are: when it’s your birthday they call or text or see you, rather than post some miscellaneous garbage diatribe on your Facebook wall. This has caused me angst in the past so I decided to publicly air my grievances. Thank for you listening. […]
12 pack, knock it back Vicodin, Ambien, last call: Alcohol. Hurry up, drink it all. Checks bouncing, baby crying, Glass is empty, liver dying Fast women, cheap cologne, Empty bottle All alone.
A writer who couldn’t find work. An intelligent human being with no one to believe in him. “What’s the point?” he pondered, wandering down Canterbury Street with his hands halfway in his pockets. So subtle a question and quite simple to boot, his thoughts escaped him whenever he tried to find the proper reasoning […]
Tony Soprano once told his therapist, “I’ve been thinking it’s good to be in something from the ground floor. I came too late for that, I know. But lately I’ve been getting the feeling that I came in at the end. The best is over.” The best is now over as James Gandolfini, the actor […]
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