what happened to my 6 pack

Oct 02, 2011 08:57

i was falling asleep moments ago.

i can remember the last time i purchased a six pack. that's not true. maybe...probably? i have bought a six pack since...what, six? seven years ago? oh shit. maybe four or five. what's up math? you drunk? alright. probaly six though. let us go with six. heh.

i was 21. i was at least 21. hell i was in my tweens. i was still/AGAIN living with my parents. we lived...in a house. the house was...well it was probably 9th street. the gas station was on 7th. we lived on 9th. okay.

no, i walked there. i can remember stealing my little sister's bike and cycling down sequoia, but as far as...there was daylight in that memory. oh shit. yeah no, THAT time i went to the smoke shop for a piece. okay. no, i walked there.

it was a clear black night. had i been robbed yet? weird. maybe. who knows, i don't. i walked there, anyway...

i've been up. there is a six pack inside of me. i might finish this story later. i do not know.
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