This is the way my sobriety ends: Not with a bang, but with a whimper.
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this is awesome. too bad most wont get it :/
"Not with a bang, but with a whimper". Guess you'd better quote TS Eliot while you still can.
Whenever my sobriety ended, it was with a cascade of chemicals, a flash of heaven, and one hell of a rush. Not much of a whimper really... but alas, those days are dead.
Go hard, or just, go hard!
Sounds like how my mom fell off the wagon.
So in this case, it would be "The Wasted Men." I'm sure T.S. Eliot would be proud.
Haha ahh the hollow men. Had to write a paper on that once.
"If you aren't in over your head then how do you know how tall you are?"
I like that.