Book reviews, film anaylses, and general hysterics from a waitress turned historian.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Small Pink Pills
I was looking for a pic to go along with my night and ran across this. Something about all those tiny pills of Xanax scares me. I can't really explain it, except to say, sometimes it feels like I have no control over my life. Its as though my existence has dwindled down to taking small pink pills to dull the pain. And I wonder...is it worth it anymore?