as we grow up, the kindergartens into high school, we learn about common denominators.....These are those things (not only in math) that seem to be the stem of so many things in our lives, that we CLAIM to not understand. I guess I have done some major self reflection, due to the fact that I am often alone, closed in between four walls, that contain nothing, except my own thoughts.....which often find themselves in the bottom of the whiskey bottle or in the pillow cases that are stained with mascara from all the tears. SO many people think that I am such a happy, uplifting person......well..thats where that common denominator comes in.....no matter how hard ( i think i try) I make things fail.......whether its because of my own insecurities or because I truly believe that there is not much good left for me to do on this earth. I work alllllll the time......I have no personnal life, My friends are great, but bless their hearts.......can't drop all my CRAP on them.......
 
Common denominators......if there was a description in the dictionary......you would see my face....and  under that....you would see a blank page.... and that is the full, complete definition of me......
 
the bottom of a bottle is a lonely place......but so is the top of the bottle.......