damn.

Listening to: depeche mode -
Feeling: wistful
Well school starts tumorrow. Fuck... Yesterday was interesting, i went to sum1s house i havent been to in too long. And they had a party... I drank alot. My brother showed up!! And we were all drunk to the point where it turned into a kick back where we sat in a tent talkin aboot relationships and the wicked ways of girls. Wut else... we went to other parties... Drank more. Smoked. Smoked out. Came home at almost 5 in the mourning. jesus christ i wasnt in the best of moods then and now tumorrow i got school to attend from eight... to four... thank hell i got enuff smirnoff to keep me chillin meow Qoutes from teepee discussion (were all drunk): "You never reely know who they are until you fuckin actually like... fuckin... be real nice and shit. serius shit man, sometimes you feel like stabbing them" -my brother talkin aboot girls "life doesnt suck, its just the people who make it wak" -my brother defending life "theyll fuck up your life bitch! serius!! theyre fucked up wendy!! theyre two faced... motherfuckin golddiggers and shit" -my cuzin telling a girl aboot girls "you put ALOT. im not even- that shit is like a RAINBOW in a DRINK" - my cuzin sayin wut ralph put in to make Pimp Juice, Aka: Haterade "you know wut sucks, havin a girlfren that is a staight up bee-OTCH... stealing my sweater..." -my brother who kept bitchin aboot his sweater "wut the fuck... WO. right now when i was walking i thot i was ok and then when i sat down it was like a fuckin headrush. You know like when you get up too fast..." -ralph thinkin he wasnt drunk but he was "were gonna have a party... 'whos gonna be there??' ... Me,lilone,linda." -maria and her "party" "no1s even here..." -4 parties later
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