So I said last weekend...

The memories fade, and the smile slowly returns. One step backwards, and three forward. A healthy distrust of alcohol consumption. Fleeting ideas of glory and mayhem. Unlocking facades, and the disappointment that swallows you. Impending rumbles of flat inspections. Witnessing afternoon arguments in the sun. Blazing 'n' lazing. Perfecting playlists. Confirming my appreciation of gravy. Die! x3. Insomnia eats away my brain. Feeding an addiction, one death stick at a time. 'Get rich quick' schemes or a desperate dislike of garden activities. Short sentence and full stop.