July 29, 2012 - 8:03pm
Alcoholics are made from such moments, and crackheads are spawn from such lost feelings as love lost, death, and unanswered questions.
I can remember waking up hungover, smelling like cigarettes and brown liquor the morning after Brian's funeral, and shit just wouldn't click inside of me, so I kick-started the day and the buzz back on. A love lost, a friendship gone, and an eternity of questions that would never be answered. ...
