Drinking with Derek and Micheal Streukens last night. It felt nice to just be there and aware. I left before everyone went to Ted's house.
PS: Someone DIDNT lose control or smoke at all!

Complete literal vomit. Beer before liqour, puke comes up quickly. Close your eyes little girl. Our eyes are still dancing, they've lost technique and are simply spinning. Physical reality fades for some time. "Time". AWAKE. Kat's leaving, Mark is escorting her. I'm cold. These sheets are so lonely. Please, boy, keep me warm. Right away his mouth ( Read more... )