I've got half a bottle of tequila swirling around my bloodstream.
I don't feel anything though. Anything but tired.
I thought I was in for a fun night tonight, but again I guess I thought wrong. I am always thinking wrong it seems. I wish I had the right thoughts, the right words, the right anything.
Damien Rice has a song that asks "Is he dark enough to see your light?"
For some reason I can't get that out of my head.
I wonder it. I wonder if I have any sort of light bright enough to see. Or if it's blown out. Or if it's ever existed. I wonder if there has ever been anyone that could see it.
I wonder if it's my own fault if no one ever has.
