of course, this is all real.
purple, reddish fist, all around drunk again.
kyle has returned, and so as a gift, i gave him a round of fists and kicks. i hit him in the balls and knocked him in the jaw with my phalanges and then i kissed him on the red head and red face. we shook hands in honor and huged for good measure.
talked to chelsea about hot water, relationships, and the shit position of the INFP.
chelsea egging me ("we should take kung-fu together" "yes") hit brian in the balls and he hit me in the stomach. a few rounds of punching and laughing. we shook hands. i downed some wine after the whiskey and tobasco.
banged my fists on the floor to a beat with the music and a tambourine.
wanted to kill mason real bad, like we all did.
hit him in the ribs instead.
felt real good about the night, 'til they saw the fake blood running down my leg.
"you're my brother, brother; but you're not my brother."
kyle has returned, and so as a gift, i gave him a round of fists and kicks. i hit him in the balls and knocked him in the jaw with my phalanges and then i kissed him on the red head and red face. we shook hands in honor and huged for good measure.
talked to chelsea about hot water, relationships, and the shit position of the INFP.
chelsea egging me ("we should take kung-fu together" "yes") hit brian in the balls and he hit me in the stomach. a few rounds of punching and laughing. we shook hands. i downed some wine after the whiskey and tobasco.
banged my fists on the floor to a beat with the music and a tambourine.
wanted to kill mason real bad, like we all did.
hit him in the ribs instead.
felt real good about the night, 'til they saw the fake blood running down my leg.
"you're my brother, brother; but you're not my brother."