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this weekend was fuckin great. sterlings birthday celebration lasted two very long nights, with all sorts of random shit in between.
friday we got everyone to go saki bombing, chilled out went to some party where you couldn't move. fights broke out, sterling got blood on his fre$h white tee. had a run in with the cops at 7-11, went to some random bitches house and hid shit in her oven, and cabinets. lighting a fat box of matches on fire thanx to sterling and his obsession for fire. went home and cuddled and passed out.
saturday was his actual birthday night. so we went to benihana for dinner, like alwayz, and i was hammered before our food was even done. too much saki bombing, everyone could tell i was "too drunk" as i laughed and tried to walk straight. had some random conversation with this bitch in the bathroom about her blind date.. and her plans to go fuck her ex boyfriend afterwards. almost started a brawl with the black folks sitting at the table across from us. went to sean beazy's after and was too busy downing jack&coke before i realized i should stop drinking. we made jokes on the bar with a sharpie, and drew dicks and assholes and everything else you could imagine. lost my phone, felt like passsing out the rest of the night. then went to dougie fre$h's house and got a sac and got way too high. went home around 5am, and it prolly took me about a whole half a second to pass out.
me and stingy didnt wake up til like 2, wacthed flavor of love, cuddled, cleaned his room up, watched the rain, and went outside to try and find a rainbow.. but there wasn't one. it was a fucking great weekend.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY, I LOVE YOUUU.
you mean everything to me.
friday we got everyone to go saki bombing, chilled out went to some party where you couldn't move. fights broke out, sterling got blood on his fre$h white tee. had a run in with the cops at 7-11, went to some random bitches house and hid shit in her oven, and cabinets. lighting a fat box of matches on fire thanx to sterling and his obsession for fire. went home and cuddled and passed out.
saturday was his actual birthday night. so we went to benihana for dinner, like alwayz, and i was hammered before our food was even done. too much saki bombing, everyone could tell i was "too drunk" as i laughed and tried to walk straight. had some random conversation with this bitch in the bathroom about her blind date.. and her plans to go fuck her ex boyfriend afterwards. almost started a brawl with the black folks sitting at the table across from us. went to sean beazy's after and was too busy downing jack&coke before i realized i should stop drinking. we made jokes on the bar with a sharpie, and drew dicks and assholes and everything else you could imagine. lost my phone, felt like passsing out the rest of the night. then went to dougie fre$h's house and got a sac and got way too high. went home around 5am, and it prolly took me about a whole half a second to pass out.
me and stingy didnt wake up til like 2, wacthed flavor of love, cuddled, cleaned his room up, watched the rain, and went outside to try and find a rainbow.. but there wasn't one. it was a fucking great weekend.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY, I LOVE YOUUU.
you mean everything to me.