Thanks

What's your favorite color turns to how much do you suffer and I was not alright

Cellular division to create a bigger pitcher for a stomach to get more drunk by the night

If "I cannot remember" got me through days of December I'd imagine that I might be fine

A black hole in the shape of whatever drink I could take that day and it only grew to be the size of my mind

A vertebrae that doesn't quite stay angled in the right way when you're spineless

A mix of liquors listed in the pit of my stomach to keep me mindless

A pornographic session that will manifest obsession with the impossible

Called a thousand numbers in the end they all just wondered if I'd ever fucking stay out of a hospital

Celebrated life by downing gallons worth of pints and driving I had no more left to fight

Attempted severance of everyone I called my friend based off of some suicidal entitlement