I have a backpack full of
weed,
and a case almost full of
beer,
and I’m trying to make it seem
like I’m not getting fucked up
to suppress my fears.
But
I
am.
Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories. His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon. View more posts
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Nice.
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thank you
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Take it easy dude. 😀 Fear of what?
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Yeah…what you said!
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of everything
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Daaamn. There must be a way to deal with that, except beer of course.
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drink and smoke and fuck… and block everything else out
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Sounds like a good plan and remedy for burdens that come with life. 😀
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we’ll see
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I particularly like the word “Pure” on the poster at the back.
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pure genuine old style haha
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Light beer? Fuck me. What is wrong with the youth of today?
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its cheap. im poor. doing my best
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That is exactly what I came here to say. Americans mostly don’t seem to know good beer…
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fuck
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Oh hell, go ahead ☺
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i will, thanks
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Hey at least you are aware of it… 👍
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yea. don’t know if that makes it any better. but maybe
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My experience is that within the getting fucked up process, we find the answers, or at least the clues and if necessary repeat as needed – Harlon.
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i must need more repetition
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powerful and honest … stay in your power and call in the light to all situations 🙂
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right on. thanks for reading
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Beers for fears. Why not?
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that should be my new tagline
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and the honor would be mine
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Pretty much sums it up right there. Well written
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thank you
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Sad and honest. Says the girl on her second bottle of wine.
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cheers, Annie
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the glasses are giving it away…
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haha damn. knew it
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Been there, done that. Hey, I am still alive, though the beer and weed are long ago stuff.
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right on.. holding on to the beer and weed as long as i can
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I remember how great it felt to go to the liquor store. Yep. I drank because I felt sad all the time, and yes, full of fear. Drinking helped at first, and then it didn’t.
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ill hold onto it as long as i can
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Oh, I’m not saying to stop. Not my business at all. No, I just found for myself, it quit working. Also, I lost control of myself at the end. Doing stupid things.
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thanks for the advice. we’ll see what happens
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Nothing wrong with getting fucked up.
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cheers
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Party Next Door !!!
Digging the new layout
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thank you very much
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I did this for a while.. like 15 years until it ceased to work but then there’s always some other distraction to take it’s place 😉
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id be happy to get 15 years of it. thanks for reading
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Yes, I’m just getting caught up now. Reviewing you photos I ascertained you definitely do not drink enough. One of my son’s best friend’s is based out of Chicago. Please pull it together and learn how to drink more, because when I and my son come there we are expecting to go to a Cubs or Bulls game with Dan. I’ll secure the tickets. We need someone who can show us the ropes and a good time Chicago. Baseball in the spring? Otherwise, I am going to impose on another Chicago blogger for such advice. Donna. She truly knows just how much trouble I can be. Enjoy your Sunday.
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Honest. Love your sometimes gross and always heroically honest blog. Thank you.
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thank you very much
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Oh man this is good stuff..
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thank you very much
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Nothing wrong with getting fucked up, so long as you don’t end up choking on your own vommit and wetting yourself, and then get carted away in an ambulance, – anyway, all the girls were upset and worried, I guess that was something…
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right on. try to not get that bad, but can’t make promises
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