I am the tumble-down king
Jan. 17th, 2012 10:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amberdreamsI am the tumble-down king
Sometimes you think you’ve hit rock bottom, that there is nowhere else you can go. That’s when (strangely) optimism rears its ugly head and the cycle starts all over again.
Because when you are sitting at the bottom of the whiskey bottle, drunk as a skunk, drugged to the eyeballs with clichés – well that is the moment that you think “Hey! The only way is up, right?”
Right.
Your brother is all you have left, and he is clinging to sanity with broken fingernails.
So you put down the empty bottle, practice those tight smiles, and start all over again.
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