Originally Posted by
vendetta 
I wish to heck I could convince the alcoholic in my brain I had a reason.
I wish I could throw a football like Peyton Manning and wake up next to a different Sports Illustrated swimsuit model every morning. Shall I **** my time away waiting for it to happen, or should I work on the things I can work on?
The alcoholic living in your head doesn't have to enjoy being told
NO. Mine doesn't. Of course, after all that liar has stolen from me I rather enjoy pissing it off.
It can be done, but it must be by you.
