NeonMercuryASH
beer, I want beer
Yeah. Life's a bitch like that.
Donovan
beer, I want beer
There was one dude at the party who drank way too much and passed out in the basement, kept going on and on about his various ailments. When G/F and I woke up this morning (or more accurately came to the conclusion we weren't gonna ever get decent sleep) we discovered we were both laying there hoping that dude didn't die down there. He was pounding liquor like it was water and talking about his kidneys, his b/p, his meds...scared hell outta me.
Ilyanna
moral imperfection
^now it's official - you're old. Anyone lying in bed with his g/f after a night of partying and worrying about some drunken guy's health has to be old. There is no other excuse for it.
(Doesn't apply to your g/f though. She was just being compassionate, like all women* :angel: (I know better than calling a woman old. Especially when there's a possibility of her reading it)).
(Doesn't apply to your g/f though. She was just being compassionate, like all women* :angel: (I know better than calling a woman old. Especially when there's a possibility of her reading it)).
FBI parte due
Folces Weard
Old or really young. I remember times when I've had to go scouring the city for some rich kid who disappeared to live among the homeless people after having spent a night at mine or a friend's house.
It wasn't even the drugs, it was mostly they hated their parents and/or wanted to be a spanging homeless person because they thought it was cool.
It wasn't even the drugs, it was mostly they hated their parents and/or wanted to be a spanging homeless person because they thought it was cool.
FBI parte due
Folces Weard
Yeah, but when you're sixteen and dumb and your main goal is getting your parents to let you snort heroin off the granite kitchen island, it seems pretty cool.