Jan 24, 2004 09:58
my room reeks of liquor and cigarettes
there's a bottle of piss in the corner
the champagne is gone and only about 1/4 of a fifth left of bankers club vodka..
so I find a boy who's willing to drive 45 minutes to hangout, bring me liquor, cuddle with me and give me wonderful things..
not only the ac/dc socks, but his turbonegro pin
eh, something smells odd about this?
the snow needs to stop, I want to go to bmore goddamnit!