Sunday, August 23, 2015

Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane

This morning's musical stylings
I'm glad I don't drink anymore. The hurt on the faces of the people I love because of the things I said when drunk... boy, that's a heartbreaking thing.

If you've never seen me drink, be glad. Those who have (and are still here) will tell you to run if you ever do see me with a drink in my hand.

If you drink (or do drugs) and think you might have a problem, talk to someone. Shoot me an email if you need to, even we've never met in person. Life gets better. I promise. You're not broken beyond repair.

I have to go fishing now.

Titty sprinkles.

Postscript, always pay it forward. You'll be making the world a better place.

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