Lost fifty bucks at the casino in five minutes. Fifty more in my pocket. Think I’ll save it. Well, save it until tonight. Then I’ll use it to buy drinks. And gamble. And buy more drinks. I feel like I do the same shit all the time. I guess I do. Oh well. At leastContinue reading “Do What You Love”
I drink, Because my body means nothing; And I curse, Because my words mean nothing; And I gamble, Because my money means nothing; All of it… Means nothing… Just like this poem.