Went to a party last night, it was so damn fancy, the house felt like a fucking ikea showroom, so vintage futuristic post-modern to the worst extreme, you had to take off your shoes to go inside. I sat in a big white chair on the lawn, drank my pabst 40 and talked shit with Jose and Devan the whole time. Sometimes that feels better than mingaling
(
Read more... )
Comments 1
Reply
Leave a comment