thousand shots of whiskey
Friday, Oct. 17, 2003 12:10 am
A hope of a good night turned into a sour one spent with two people I'm close to and their nasty bitch of a friend.
A hope of a good night turned into a rain covered malaise.
A hope of a good night turned into nothing at all.
If I had a thousand pills with a thousand shots of whiskey to wash them down, I would take them now.
last five:
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004
Threadbare - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004
You Spy - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004
The Thrill is Gone - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004