I blink slowly Trying to process My thoughts But this far into the bottle It's pointless -Kel Dayheart
Toasted
Raise my glass In a toast To my destruction May it come Swift and soon -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #175
They play poker and drink wine with the Devil.
Drunk Dial
My wine-soaked thoughts Believe that we Are a wonderful idea My sober thoughts Know so much better But it doesn't erase the mistake -Kel Dayheart
Mellow
Red wine veins Mellows out the brain Until nothing matters -Kel Dayheart
Tipping Towards Tipsy
Drunken rambles Interrupted sporadically By insane giggling That makes no sense To anyone but The one who says them -Kel Dayheart
Quote of the Week #42
"Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick and pull yourself together." -Elizabeth Taylor I love Elizabeth Taylor. There are no words, she's just classy and sassy. -Kel Dayheart
Alcoholic Content
Whatever you do My dear Do not Bruise the gin -Kel Dayheart
Numb
I can feel it burn As it travels through My veins, infecting Everything that comes in contact Soon I won't feel Much of anything -Kel Dayheart
Marinate
I am wine soaked Marinated To the point Of no rational thoughts -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 