#drunk walks

[starvingbaker]

Walking back from the liquor store at 2am and, what I assume to be, a June bug flies in my face.

Can I just get a buzz without a disturbance?! 🤷🏼‍♀️

[dankreject]

I'm walking a line as thin as a railroad's railing keeping my head towards the ground so my life stays balanced out but I'm too drunk I'm gonna mess up.

The past has always been the best

[shmuntington-blog]

It’s been a while.

[coachfortner1]

[drunken-thoughts-of-fallen]

Update.

How this will work is that I’m gonna be writing these as I drunkenly walk home. If there is a typo, it’s because, as a rule, I will not be using auto correct, and if I type it out the second time, and it still isn’t right, it stays that way. Bottom line.

I will date the posts as they happen, and I will do my best to not provide sad posts, but in all honesty, I don't really give that much of a shit.

[drunken-thoughts-of-fallen]

Orinoco Flow by Enya enters my ears, as I walk toward Eureka Road. Easy listening helps my walk, and keeps me company, as you will find out. I value Celtic Women’s version of the song, as I remember a certain somebody that will never fully leave my mind. As unfortunate as it sounds, I will always remember all those years ago, and I hold them dear in my heart. She’s goddess-like, and it’ll never be the same.

As I’m typing this, I’m hearing Taliesin Orchestra’s version of the song. It’s kinda tight.

What still bugs me is that I left somebody behind almost 4 years ago, and I’m still feeling the burn of the flame we gave up on.

Music Choice On Tonight’s Walk: Orinoco Flow - Enya (or Celtic Women, or Tailesin Orchestra, it really doesn’t matter.)

11-15-15

[majorityruletunez]

broke an arrow- late night beers