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pretty girl, do you hate her,

'cause she's pieces of you?

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for those who care.. [Sunday
June 3rd, 2007 1:55a]
solitarydrink
1 addictions to feed

um [Thursday
May 25th, 2006 1:33a]
very
7 addictions to feed

"time marches on" [Friday
October 28th, 2005 1:11a]
sister cries out from her baby bed. brother runs in feathers on his head. mamma's in her room learning how to sew. daddy's drinking beer, listening to the radio. hank williams sings kaw liga and dear john and time marches on.

sisters using rouge and clear complexion soap. brothers wearing beads and he smokes alot of dope. mamma is depressed, barely makes a sound. daddy's got a girlfriend in another town. bob dylan sings like a rolling stone and time marches on.

the south moves north, the north moves south. a star is born, a star burns out. the only thing that stays the same is everything changes.

sister calls herself a sexy grandma. brothers on a diet for high cholesterol.mamma's out of touch with reality. daddy's in the ground beneath a maple tree. as the angels sing an old hank williams song....time marches on, time marches on...
15 addictions to feed

[Thursday
October 13th, 2005 9:41p]
put your hands in the air, cheif!
4 addictions to feed

so [Tuesday
October 11th, 2005 4:16p]
now i gotta wait seven more months
14 addictions to feed

hello jim beam♥ [Tuesday
August 30th, 2005 12:34a]
oh the places you've seen..

changes♥ [Saturday
August 13th, 2005 2:14p]
i awoke three days ago with no worries on my mind. a new person. no doubts. no worries. happy.
4 addictions to feed

[Friday
August 12th, 2005 8:20p]
Hi. This is Wesley. I am the guest writer this week for Liz's journal. How are all of you? I am doing pretty well myself. Tonight is going to be quite a ride, I hope. Maybe y'all can come along. Anyway, I am off. I will see you later, in another life where we are both cats.
3 addictions to feed

[Monday
August 8th, 2005 6:30p]
You Know You Drink Too Much When...


Your doctor finds traces of blood in your alcohol stream.

The back of your head keeps getting hit by the toilet seat.

The parking lot seems to have moved while you were in the bar

When you go to donate blood and they ask what proof?

You think the Four Basic Food Groups are Caffeine, Nicotine, Alcohol, and Hotties.

You have a "happy hour" at home

When you are sober, people ask you what's wrong?

You spend all night making a board game called Alcohol Land

Although you drove home the other night you can't remember how you got home or where you parked your car

"Hi ocifer. I'm not under the affluence of incohol."

Your favorite drink is ethanol.

"Why does everybody think I have a prinking droblem?! - I don't have a prinking droblem!"

"I don't have a drinking prob..pleb..prub.. *hic* Pash me another, tarbender."

You can spend a whole night holding up walls to prevent their (your) collapse.

You instinctively know where the alcohol is in a store you've never been in before

Clubs raise their drink prices because you haven't attended in a while

You think beer and ramen make a good breakfast

You frequently urinate outdoors.

When you first wake up and you're afraid you're gonna die and a half-hour later you're afraid you won't.

You fall asleep taking a dump.

You believe that spilling a beer is alcohol abuse.

You go to the john to hurl, but you take your beer with you.

You find it's easier to study drunk.

You're on a first name basis at the detoxification center.

Beer ads make sense.

You wake up to the sound of your dog drinking out of the toilet and you're so dry that it sounds mighty thirst quenching.

You wake the next morning and start drinking a few of the half empties left sitting around the room.

The space on your driver's license that tells your eye color reads "bloodshot".

You fall down a flight of steps and DON'T spill a drop of your beer. (they call me the statue of liberty)

You mix your cocktails by the litre.

You grow a beard because it stops beer that's running down your chin.

You put off urinating in hopes of reaching that near orgasmic Zen-like piss.

When the bottle says 20 standard drinks but you only get 5.

You spell Alcohol with a capital letter out of respect

You lose arguments with inanimate objects.

You have to hold onto the lawn to keep from falling off the earth

Your career won't progress beyond Senator from Massachusettes.

24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case - coincidence?? - I think not!

Two hands and just one mouth... - now THAT'S a drinking problem!

"Norm!" is what they say when you enter the bar.

You can focus better with one eye closed

You fall off the floor.

You discover in the morning that liquid cleaning supplies have mysteriously disappeared.

Hey, 5 beers has just as many calories as a burger, screw dinner!

Beer: it's not just for breakfast anymore.

The glass keeps missing your mouth.

Vampires get woozy after bitting you.

At AA meeting you begin: "Hi, my name is... uh..."

Your idea of cutting back is less seltzer.

You wake up in the bedroom, your underwear is in the bathroom, you fell asleep clothed. - hmm.

Every night you're beginning to find your roomate's cat more and more attractive.

If you're on a diet, you cut back your food calories to allow for alcohol calories.

"Take me drunk, I'm home!"

You wake up naked lying in the corner of a bus depot.

You drink to get over a hangover.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who drink too much.
2 addictions to feed

ashamed. [Thursday
August 4th, 2005 5:07p]
i feel so empty; the walls are caving in beside me, and the only thing i hear is criticsm or stupid shit from the only ones i love through silence and cold stares. i think if one were to be loved, they'd be free from doubt or any care. and i know this because i lack it from family. day after day. sometimes i feel like just giving up, i guess i'm not weak enough. if i were a bird i'd fly to mount everest and never leave with my love bird. i don't think i want him to love me anymore, i don't think i want him anymore.

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