Some of my friends are hurtin'. I can't be there for 'em. Not yet. And my presence makes little difference anyway.
I'm no superhero. But I can do some things. I know what I can do. I know what I can't do. I know what I shouldn't do.
Running my mouth is one thing. I do that all the time. Running other people's lives for 'em? Na-ah, man. I made that mistake once, and it blew up in my face like a clit that hasn't peed in weeks.
All I got now is this bottle in my hand. And a tippet... somewhere. Man, I'm losing consciousness.
Blurrr blurrrr blurrr.
