and my heart there is too much suffering

[linit615]

Drinking woman, is not a man hurt a woman . How can men make their women out drunk .

drinking woman , a woman is hurt . In real life, again and again fell , full of enthusiasm in exchange for scars .

drinking woman , obsessed with alcohol paralysis, loss of alcohol anesthetic unable to sleep at night .

drinking woman , and my heart there is too much suffering , there are many, many lonely hearts .

drinking woman , fell in love should not love , they love across the bottom of the cup can be seen by men 's tears .

drinking woman , because we wanted to cover all unhappy before they drink is the only relief .

woman drinking only alcohol in order to understand her mind what is most needed , what is the most missed most of what is no less than give .

drinking woman, know what they want , but not to pursue .

drinking woman , afraid to hurt the people around the heart , made his heart full of holes .

drinking woman, not a lady , when they never drinking reserved . They will be shouted by alcohol : a man not a good thing .

drinking woman , is a contradiction , like drunk before drinking , drunk woke up and regret . They never believe : Jiejiuxiaochou worry even more unhappy , something like this.

alas . . . . Drinking woman.

average woman does not drink , women generally do not drink wine , women do not usually drink .

woman for love alive, love is the only reason for a woman to drink .

love. . . . Drinking woman.

pour the wine , drink the love , drunk is love .

... ... drunk a good sad good head cold that they soon left me to boarding a hum . . .

I will learn strong and you can grow up

[Corvinae]

cheers!

I like good wine

But I do prefer cocktails,
Long island ice tea
Rum n coke
Daiquiris of all sorts...

And once I have had a few....

Well...
I don't indulge much at all anymore.

[Uni_Verse]

My preference is for a tincture of absinthe.
Red wine makes me angry ; white is for a fine dine.
Though I would not mind, if you just point me
On over to the closest whiskey bar...

Though my own addiction is to SMELL
Snorting a little bit of my woman
Or something blue, it numbs the pain
Of a body wrapped and maimed

Then I'll just BABBLE
Unable to feel my heart
I will have this drink with you
Alone, together, o weighty feather

Hope you do not mind,
I might be a little stoned and giddy
Drunk, dancing on fitty
Feeling all gay and pretty
Trying to spark my insides

When I am fire, is when I am alive
Adding to fifty to five
The Jugglers surprise!
All LIES

Oh bother, just pass the bottle please