The Best Way To Fill Time Is

Drinking Isn't Necessarily The Same As Wanting To Die. But You Can't Drink Without Thinking You're Killing Yourself.

Even So You Have Managed To Live That Love In The Only Way Possible For You. Losing It Before It Happened.

No Other Human Being, No Woman, No Poem Or Music, Book Or Painting Can Replace Alcohol In Its Power To Give Man The Illusion Of Real Creation.

I Am Dead. I Have No Desire For You. My Body No Longer Wants The One Who Doesn’t Love.

I Have Never Waited For Anything The Way I've Waited For Today, When Nothing Will Happen.