wake up hung over on a floral printed couch. search for coffee. its 1:23. go home shower, and ignore the feeling in your stomache telling you not to eat. repeat.
Visiting flushing is way better then living in flushing.
Do you know a Zack Smith?
Punk kid from Flushing, lives in Kalamazoo now?
My friends and I consumed a case of PBR, a half gallon of R&R, 3 forties of Magnum, and a lot of weed.
Then we started branding each other, I got one on my shoulder and my thigh.
At least I can say I know what my own burning flesh smells like, and I have the scar to remember it.
Happy Thanksgiving
YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MESS WITH THE ORPHANS!!!
Almost everyone I know is out of town at their family’s, or something similarly lame.
So, myself and a select few other “Orphans” are going to spend the day doing very un-Thanksgiving events such as:
Making tacos, drinking beer, smoking weed, listening to metal, tattooing each other, and pretty much any other permanent, destructive decisions we can think of.
I just found a pair of these at the local goodwill for $7.99.
They were way too small to even go near my feet, but I know about two hundred girls who would cry at the chance to get some vintage floral print Doc Martins.
My best friend came pretty close to crying when I gave them to her.
