keep em coming

no difference between perpetual dream and staring down a empty bottle of whiskey, hopes just far enough to tease but not grasp, promises abandoned by boredom, stench of melancholy drawing you back to rationalization, disappointment knowing the rising day ends all hopes of caressing the fairy tale facade enchanting you the night before.

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[V.B.]

As though I needed another reason to drink whiskey.

[Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of..]

Whoa i am so glad that i clicked live feed :D
This was fantastic man seriously,
So relatable and very well written with some amazing wordcraft