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.