76 reasons to get drunk!
what.
is.
up.
absolutely nothing, fucking my heart.
the truck is lying useless at the shop. there it will remain until i call some fuckass to come and take it away.
christmas happened, and i have a keyboard now.
MY TRUCK, OH FUCK, MY TRUCK!
IT DIED, OH SHIT, I TRIED!
I FUCKED IT'S SHIT, MY HANDS GOT DIRTY
FUCKING FAST APPROACHING THIRTY.
i would make the stupidest DJ ever.
i remember picking out songs for my sister's...um, oldest sister's wedding reception. look, fuck someone. it was probably aaron. what the fuck, does he hate glen miller or something? oh god...
every time i hear moonlight serenade...
i am sitting on a porch, in the summer, in the night, and it is warm, and just perfect. a similar effect is brought on by the voice of billie holiday, whose dulcet tones replicate perfectly the sound made by smoke as it drifts through a sheet of pure silk.
anyway, i played that song and then fuckhead was like, fuck you, you fucking fuck, and took over the turntables. so whatever. i'm not a good DJ, but i love glen miller and billie
holiday.
i would play them at your wedding reception.
is.
up.
absolutely nothing, fucking my heart.
the truck is lying useless at the shop. there it will remain until i call some fuckass to come and take it away.
christmas happened, and i have a keyboard now.
MY TRUCK, OH FUCK, MY TRUCK!
IT DIED, OH SHIT, I TRIED!
I FUCKED IT'S SHIT, MY HANDS GOT DIRTY
FUCKING FAST APPROACHING THIRTY.
i would make the stupidest DJ ever.
i remember picking out songs for my sister's...um, oldest sister's wedding reception. look, fuck someone. it was probably aaron. what the fuck, does he hate glen miller or something? oh god...
every time i hear moonlight serenade...
i am sitting on a porch, in the summer, in the night, and it is warm, and just perfect. a similar effect is brought on by the voice of billie holiday, whose dulcet tones replicate perfectly the sound made by smoke as it drifts through a sheet of pure silk.
anyway, i played that song and then fuckhead was like, fuck you, you fucking fuck, and took over the turntables. so whatever. i'm not a good DJ, but i love glen miller and billie
holiday.
i would play them at your wedding reception.