Good thing I wasn't eating or drinking anything when I read this. I'd have more then a few little droplets of spit to clean off my laptop.
The world is a toll-free toilet
Our mouths neurological ass0s
And psychologically speaking
We're in a state of mental diarrhea
Talking sh*t a mile a minute
Or in a state of constipated notions
Can't think of nothin' but sh*t, and in this world of stinky futures
Sh*tty memories and constipated 19 now-nows
Emerges from the hiney of your head the doo doo chasers
Bringing you music to get your sh*t together by
great answer. I always am. I'd regret it if I wanted to live a long life, but I don't.
Alcohol is a major depressant. It probably has a large affect on how you feel about everything. I'd recommend you stop, but it appears you do not want to.
"There were many ways of not burdening one's conscience, of shunning responsibility, looking away, keeping mum. When the unspeakable truth of the holocaust then became known at the end of the war, all too many of us claimed that they had not known anything about it or even suspected anything."