last night was brutally drunken.
i did see Sarah B., but she left early to go floating. I was accosted by two attractive blonde girls that I can barely stand, I developed a 20 minute crush on this girl with curly brown hair and indie kid glasses, and I tried to hide my drink so I wouldn't have to finish it.
I also played the drunken fool for a couple of my friends, confirming my "YOU MUST BE THIS DRUNK TO TALK TO ME" rule.
and I could say oooooooooooooooooh oooooooooooooooh oooooooooooooohoooohooooo ooooooooh oooooohooooooo, and everybody here would know what I was talking about, I mean everybody here would know exactly what I was talking about
Why do I get this drunk?
What else is there to do?
and you people enjoy it
don't fucking lie to me
i know you love the bits and scraps
ta-na-na-na-nah
i'm, itchy.
i'm fat.
i'm pissed i didn't find someone to have empty, meaningless sex with last night.
how else am i supposed to pass the time?
booze and sluts.
and bling and cristal and my escalade.
deny me and be doomed.
i'm gonna be huge, like 50 cent.