The night started off with loud music, noisy adolescents bumping into me in John's basment. The taste of alcohol on each of their breaths
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So I love how I come home from college & I have the craziest weekend ever.
Um from getting pulled over & questioned by cops TWICE in two days, from seeing scary shit at Mount Misery, from running from hobos, from drinking exsessivley....yeah.
I realized the only times I'm truly content are when im with two certain people driving at 80 mph down the southern state blasting burnt CDS of our youth.
my life is just dandy. and i never thought i would say this. But i miss my homee =/