damn i feel good...
right now, a sober person would call me drunk. and i would agree with them. and it feels so good. and my best friend went to the emergency room tonight (not duue to alcohol related issues). and we all hiked up the hill to greg's house, and my purse was cold from the alcohol. and my pants got all wet. and i almost fell in some mud. and the room is spinning. and rusty puked everywhere so me and rob had to bring him home. and it took 11 minutes to twalke the road from greg's hjouse to mine. and i witnessed my first drug deal. and it was up close and personal. and that was some crazy shit. and i really don'
t know what i'm wrinting anymore so i think i may beneed to go sto bed. and i thinks we can mark this day sdown in history as the first time i ever made a drunken post. and it may not even be that drunken of a post.
and i think i used lots and lots of "ands", but i don't care. and this is mine journal, so leave all the comments you please, but i don't care. and to all a goodnight, and i love you all.
t know what i'm wrinting anymore so i think i may beneed to go sto bed. and i thinks we can mark this day sdown in history as the first time i ever made a drunken post. and it may not even be that drunken of a post.
and i think i used lots and lots of "ands", but i don't care. and this is mine journal, so leave all the comments you please, but i don't care. and to all a goodnight, and i love you all.