…that magical psychotropic state of liquour + hormones = enhanced vision.
Beer Mystic by Bart Plantenga (1989)@
I have a proclivity to date boys who drink whisky for whisky’s sake.
Not everyone can feel things as deeply as you. Most people, their feelings are … bland, tasteless. They’ll never understand what it’s like to read a poem and feel almost like they’re flying, or to see a bleeding fish and feel grief that shatters their heart…
Juliann Garey, Too Bright to Hear Too Loud to See. (via wordsnquotes)