first time i have ever puked from drinking. last night was quite eventful, at least after i woke up it was. "everyone" might have been gone by then, but it was nice to wake up and see tesha, kristina, and emmalee close by. corey would have been too, but god he was fucked up (from what i could tell by conversation) and passed out on the living room floor. haha, corey. aw, what a nice guy. my friends took good care of me, i have the best friends. i've been feeling that way lately, but last night really made me realize it, and it feels good. HA! our trip to 711 was TOO much. i honestly don't know how we made it there and back, i was drunk the first time we went, i don't even want to think about how extremely FUCKED UP we all were the second time around. i did something to my elbow last night because it's all red and sore, who knows. my ankle is a little sore, too. i woke up with the craziest feeling ever. i can't even describe it. it felt good, but scary. i want to do this more. maybe, no, definitely NOT drink as much, but i want to do this more often. i love my friends, i love marcus, and i love everyone who came through. ha, i feel good. last night is such a blur. fuck you derek brown, what a scum bag.
off to finish kevin's journal.
then reading "bright shiny morning" thanks to marcus, what a good guy.
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