Current Music: Funeral For a Friend - Escape Artists Never Die
thank god for spellcheck.
i'm drunk. not tipsy. drunk. i fell of my chair, can't say or spell my own name, too honest for my own good drunk.
i want to kill something, anything really.
i want to get laid.
i want to commit so much violence that it will take years for the world to forget what i did
i want to fuck something hard enough to make it bruise in place it didn't even know it had. By it i mean him and by him i mean scott. I want that fucker back.
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