Give Her The Continent And She Wanted

It Didn't Matter If I Got Bitten By A Dog Or I Ripped My Pants On The Fence Post Or I Poked Myself In The Eye With A Tree Branch That I Was Crawling Over, It Was All About The Shortcut. My Whole Life I Took The Shortcut, And I Ended Up Lost.

It Is Difficult To Recognize True Love, The One Which You Feel For The Other Person, When For Years The Girls, Even More Than One Per Night, After Concerts Would Sneak In Our Beds And Were Willing To Do Everything - Group Sex Also - Just To Stay With Anthony Kiedis And The Red Hot.

My Guys Studied Music From A Young Age And I Did Not So I Think, Like, Adding The Idiot To The Table Of Very Talented Musicians Gave Us A Unique Rub.

The Good News Is That By The Second Year, Those Cravings Were About As Half As Frequent, And By The Third Year, Half As Much Again. I'm Still A Little Bent, A Little Crooked, But All Things Crooked, I Can't Complain. After All Those Years Of All Kinds Of Abuse And Crashing Into Trees At Eighty Miles An Hour And Jumping Off Buildings And Living Through Overdoses And Liver Disease, I Feel Better Now Than I Did Ten Years Ago. I Might Have Some Scar Tissue, But That's Alright, I'm Still Making Progress.

Having A Moment Of Clarity Was One Thing; I'd Had Moments Like That Before. It Had To Be Followed With A Dedicated Push Of Daily Exercise. It's A Trite Axiom, But Practice Does Make Perfect. If You Want To Be A Strong Swimmer Or An Accomplished Musician, You Have To Practice. It's The Same With Sobriety, Though The Stakes Are Higher. If You Don't Practice Your Program Every Day, You're Putting Yourself In A Position Where You Could Fly Out Of The Orbit One More Time.