Ever evolving. I find myself and then I find myself if that makes any sense. My perspective on life has always been clear I thought. Then I stopped drinking about 7 months ago and found out just how unclear my outward viewpoint on existing is. I started remembering shit that I had buried, or drowned in liquor. My grandather passed away back in October and he was pretty much my dad. Learned a lot from him and I find myself now trying to live an honerable life he'd be proud of, even more so a life he'd expect from me. I came from some shit, and have succeeded and continue to do so.
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KNOW YOUR MAKER BEFORE YOU'RE MADE TO
I know the ledge, his sister's a jumpoff
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