everyone loves a drink...but nobody loves a drunk.

whats up bitch?! im dead....

its different when your lonely and the bars close their doors..................... cuz gangsters do gangster shit............friends come and go.....and they are few and far between....goddamnit you must think im fucking stupid.........fuck you....this is THE END.....everyone is famous for fifteen seconds

and another one bites the dust.....get busy livin or get busy dyin.

It was brought to my attention this morning that last night i passed out cold in the back of davids car only to wake up and hang out of the door of the speeding vehicle to throw-up, held in the car only by brian.

sometimes i wish i could take back every hug, handshake, apology, and toast ive made in the last year to avoid an awkward situation, to make some sort of compromise. i should have thicker skin by now. i should learn to hold a grudge. afterall gangsters do gangster shit. why does this hit me at the oddest times only to dessert me when the sun goes ( Read more... )

when im ready to die ill retreat to the 5th floor of the library and lay down between Emerson and Whitman. seems like a bit of a gamble with those two but i get this strange almost unsettling calm when i do this. my brother understands. something surreal that creeps up on you and manifests in a feeling in your stomach. in any case it passes i sleep ( Read more... )

girls, girls, girls.....in this town, your nobody till somebody uses you for sex.

god..im so sick of waking up feeling like shit every morning.i think i suffer from the most crippling hang overs known to modern man...but i guess sometimes its worth it to see val's 10 year old ass sticking out of a hot tub, and even better is the fact that he had to pull his jeans down to do it...well maybe its not worth it.

lets have a hand for Helium and Hydrogen. the real adam and eve of our universe.