Being drunk and weary I went to molly's chamber

May 22, 2005 15:00

Aye today sucks aswell.

I jumped up with my pistols and shot him with both barrels. My God that dream was good. I dreamt I was an 18th century adventurer and I was fighting pirates in a jungle in Peru. It rocked, not sure about the crazy voice though. There was a wierd voice saying over and over again "Only funny when drunk" dont know what that means but hey that life....its only a dream anyway.

Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yea. Theres whiskey in the jar-o

I love that song. Thanks to yesterdays shanagans I'm now listening to a very presice style of playlist.
Right side of the bed
You give love a bad name
Poison
My hatred
the decieved
departure
Bleed black
Death of Seasons
Girls Not Grey
The Leaving song part 2
Mr. Brightside
The worst is yet to come
White walls
Burn
River below

I'm going to a shite birthday party tonight. bugger

Dan (I dont even know your daughter, okay yes these are her underwear but hey I still dont know her) xx
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