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(Note : I am not actually posting this drunk, I wrote it last night and couldn't work the internet, so I'm posting my drunken rant the day after I wrote it)
I am drunk and I am honest, and on this occasion I have chosen to explain my relationship with Mike. Laura would be looking at this if she had internet.
P.S. LAURA GET THE GOD DAMNED INTERNET WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH YOU BUY A LAPTOP STOP PUTTING IT OFF!!!!!
My relationship with Mike has been confusing to a number of people including myself. But I am now rip roaringly drunk, and I understand thoroughly my relationship with Mike. Booze is like truth juice. I try to think a thing and booze is like Jiminy Cricket on my fucking shoulder being all like "Sean, you shouldn't say all those things about that stuff that's that thing!" That made no fucking sense, but neither did Jiminy Cricket. I'm getting off track. Here's what I came on here to say. Mike is an ass. A lot of the time. But there was one time when Mike wasn't an ass. And it's very important to me. When I first got out of the mental hospital, I had no friends except Nick and Laura who was at basic training and I couldn't talk to (no offense Laura, I love you more than most people, but if I can't talk to you, you really don't count). At that time in my life, there were very few people in my life who were there for me, and at that time in my life, Mike was my friend. Mike has many faults. A lot of times I find Mike offensive. I lot of times, I think he's a douche. However, here's the thing that I need to say to everyone. Mike was there for me when most of the world wasn't. Mike was my friend back when I was a scary freak. Mike was my friend back when I could barely tell reality from fiction, and it's hard to be friends with someone in that state. If it weren't for people like Mike, I wouldn't be nearly as sociable as I am today. Whatever his other faults, there is a part of me that will always be very greatful to Mike because he gave me a gift that I can never give back. I am posting this on my Livejournal so I can't deny it while sober, because this is something that should be said. Mike, you offend me. A lot of times, you're an ass. A lot of times, you're a dick. However, I owe you a debt that can never be repaid. Thank you, Mike. You were there for me when I was at my lowest, and I am forever greatful. You have your problems, and truth be told, I have trouble trusting you at all, but I can't forget what you did for me. Whatever else happens, however else you stupidly fuck up, I owe you, and I will, on some level, forever be your friend.
I am drunk and I am honest, and on this occasion I have chosen to explain my relationship with Mike. Laura would be looking at this if she had internet.
P.S. LAURA GET THE GOD DAMNED INTERNET WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH YOU BUY A LAPTOP STOP PUTTING IT OFF!!!!!
My relationship with Mike has been confusing to a number of people including myself. But I am now rip roaringly drunk, and I understand thoroughly my relationship with Mike. Booze is like truth juice. I try to think a thing and booze is like Jiminy Cricket on my fucking shoulder being all like "Sean, you shouldn't say all those things about that stuff that's that thing!" That made no fucking sense, but neither did Jiminy Cricket. I'm getting off track. Here's what I came on here to say. Mike is an ass. A lot of the time. But there was one time when Mike wasn't an ass. And it's very important to me. When I first got out of the mental hospital, I had no friends except Nick and Laura who was at basic training and I couldn't talk to (no offense Laura, I love you more than most people, but if I can't talk to you, you really don't count). At that time in my life, there were very few people in my life who were there for me, and at that time in my life, Mike was my friend. Mike has many faults. A lot of times I find Mike offensive. I lot of times, I think he's a douche. However, here's the thing that I need to say to everyone. Mike was there for me when most of the world wasn't. Mike was my friend back when I was a scary freak. Mike was my friend back when I could barely tell reality from fiction, and it's hard to be friends with someone in that state. If it weren't for people like Mike, I wouldn't be nearly as sociable as I am today. Whatever his other faults, there is a part of me that will always be very greatful to Mike because he gave me a gift that I can never give back. I am posting this on my Livejournal so I can't deny it while sober, because this is something that should be said. Mike, you offend me. A lot of times, you're an ass. A lot of times, you're a dick. However, I owe you a debt that can never be repaid. Thank you, Mike. You were there for me when I was at my lowest, and I am forever greatful. You have your problems, and truth be told, I have trouble trusting you at all, but I can't forget what you did for me. Whatever else happens, however else you stupidly fuck up, I owe you, and I will, on some level, forever be your friend.