drunkitty drunk drunk
I MISS BOSTON...i miss it, i miss it, i miss it. PERIOD. i would give anything to have it be this time last year...anything. I am drunk just got home from riding my bike home from the Bottom Lounge, totally just got in a fight on the way home with some drunk fights...no punches just words. they can all suck my dick...fucking douche bags. fuck em. got home from other drama...i stuck up for you. PERIOD. youll realize this in the morning. you know i love you but there is only so much i can do as one person... i did that. wether you believe that or not. i really am contemplating moving though...i dont like it here as much as i thought i would and its bringing me back to the place i was trying to run from. I feel bad cause there are a lot of VERY IMPORTANT people here and I feel bad that i think of leaving them...but this is too much for me. I want to run into burning buildings and ride my skateboard...beyond that...there is not a whole lot to me. but this does not mean that i do not love anyone here...its just that my heart can not belong to anyone nor any place else. it belongs to where ever and i guess that right now chicago is not the place to be. but well see i still have to finish up this semester, but i really am thinking that after that im out. out like a light in your parents bedroom after youve moved out...hahaha. that makes no sense, or maybe it makes so much sense that it blew your mind. ok this is really enough for now im going to go lay down and try not to puke...we'll see.