July 12, 2003

how do you not die more?

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
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.

Posted by orion at July 12, 2003 10:54 AM | TrackBack