Monday, March 30, 2009, 12:16 AM
If my life ends up with a beer keg, sex and rock n roll, I will be condemned.
To think of something like that, you'll need some Guns N Roses to sex you up.
But yes, if that kind of lifestyle ever hits me, I would probably write "great" songs, just as Noel Gallagher has claimed that it "helped" in his career.
If drugs can lead such people to fame first, then rehabilitation centers second (or none), how on earth did it lead the others (the ordinary) to rehabilitation centers first?
It's like love, which can lead you to anywhere, whether it's good or bad. It's just so contradicting, to say the least. Some people think far, some people just go with the flow. Whatever it is, the numbers of endings are endless. Some ended with a happy ending, while some just simply sunk into tragedy. Tragedy, I must say, is the hardest to deal with. Takes a while, takes some time. We'll never know, what we'll leave behind.