win.

EPIC EPIC EPIC Weekend
Peach wine sucks though.

Baws.

We shall do it again soon.

Oh, and it's all alright.

:D!

it feels so still I could just die

I'm empty, and lost.
I don't know where to go and what to say
I just know what I have to do
I can't lose him forever, I love him too much
I just feel so sick


Here's the song I was going to sing

The Prisoner lives in Camden town, selling revolution

I'm a trippin' ballz.
Anyway the weekend was nise, except for plans falling through all over through spring break, that really failed. There was barely any boozing, but the dex was plentiful (3 bottals, I love you Target!). Dimensions were transcended, baseball games were strange, but all in all I had a swell time.

"WE'RE DRUNK. DAAAAAAAAAAAYOOOOOOOOO"
"IF I WANT TO FUCK IT I'LL FUCK IT"

Uh huh.

"Oh, he said he'd cure your ills, but he didn't, and he never will"