6 days!

1 can of pbr, 2 shots o scotch, 1 24 ounce can of 211, 1 40 of mgd, 1 bottle of red stripe. i shouldve stoped there, but no i had to then consume a 40 of one of the most evil malt liquors ever. evil eye. 10% by volume. and i payed the price. the last thing i clearly remember is talking to jen on the phone. after that its a blur of worshipping at ( Read more... )

11 days

12 days

and to you,
im soo sorry that you have to deal with this, please know that whenever you need me im here for ya. please dont be afraid to call me. things will get better doll. i promise

i dont know why i continue to use this thing. i never really have anything to say, and i only read things that make me feel like total shit. so from now on this will just be my count down device. deal with it. but then again the one person that i know use to read this often barely talks to me anymore so i doubt its gonna be much of a problem for ( Read more... )

ive been listening to the postal service alot lately. not sure why but i have. well actually thats a lie i know why ( Read more... )

nothing makes a weekend fun like the following.

unicorns, demonic poodles, liquor stores that close at 8, brass knuckles bought at hippy stores, lots of oi!, lots of beer, and most importantly of all hanging with the boys

i guess we have a show with the wanderers comin up this weekend. hellz yea

19 days. thank god

22 days ( Read more... )

24 motha fuckin days bitches.

though im sure noone of you care and noones gonna really miss me

26 days ( Read more... )