Chemicals and Gin on My Birthday
Its my Birthday. Indifferent people make it sound so easy to alive. But tell me please, how am I suppose to seize this day when everything inside of me has died?
This I answer to my self.
We all flirt with the tiniest notion of self-conclusion in one simplified motion. You see, the trick is that you’re never supposed to act on it no matter how unbearable this misery gets.
Its best to stay numb.