| bottle it up; drink it away ( @ 2007-01-21 14:01:00 |
"Nothing lasts forever.
so live it up
drink it down
laugh it off
avoid bullshit
take chances
never have regrets
because at one point everything you did was exactly how you wanted it."
despite all of the bullshit that was pushed from the back of my mind, causing me to be drunk and bitter last night, i still had a good time.
the bands set was amazing and they sounded better than they did before, and probably had a better time than they ever have.
waiting around for the last band to play wasnt as tedious as i thought it would be, as grandma at the sleezy chinese bar kept feeding me 3 dollar beers. i still don't know how much money i spent last night, i don't want to know.
i was drinking away my regrets last night, and i have no problem admitting it, i'm glad i had my friends around to laugh at my (i'm assuming) well articulated rantings. though it probably contained some vulgar slurs and death plots. simply put "i want to fucking kill him."
and mitch having fun with that crazy crackhead talking about global warming, and the fact that he wasnt hygenic enough for her to fuck him lightened up the mood.
"oh yeah? how about i put some sandpaper on my dick and fuck you in the ass, i'll make you cum for 3 days.."
but yes, the guy that doesn't deserve my time of day is still on my mind, i can't help that.
the fact that he said he's call me gives me some hope, but i still highly doubt that he'll call, because he probably doesn't even have my number anymore.. i know now what i should have said.
"don't fucking lie to me. again. you asshole."
whatever, i have regrets, i can't help that either.. but to look at it optimistically, at least it gives me character.
i'm all over the place.
but i'm not upset. just bitter.
so live it up
drink it down
laugh it off
avoid bullshit
take chances
never have regrets
because at one point everything you did was exactly how you wanted it."
despite all of the bullshit that was pushed from the back of my mind, causing me to be drunk and bitter last night, i still had a good time.
the bands set was amazing and they sounded better than they did before, and probably had a better time than they ever have.
waiting around for the last band to play wasnt as tedious as i thought it would be, as grandma at the sleezy chinese bar kept feeding me 3 dollar beers. i still don't know how much money i spent last night, i don't want to know.
i was drinking away my regrets last night, and i have no problem admitting it, i'm glad i had my friends around to laugh at my (i'm assuming) well articulated rantings. though it probably contained some vulgar slurs and death plots. simply put "i want to fucking kill him."
and mitch having fun with that crazy crackhead talking about global warming, and the fact that he wasnt hygenic enough for her to fuck him lightened up the mood.
"oh yeah? how about i put some sandpaper on my dick and fuck you in the ass, i'll make you cum for 3 days.."
but yes, the guy that doesn't deserve my time of day is still on my mind, i can't help that.
the fact that he said he's call me gives me some hope, but i still highly doubt that he'll call, because he probably doesn't even have my number anymore.. i know now what i should have said.
"don't fucking lie to me. again. you asshole."
whatever, i have regrets, i can't help that either.. but to look at it optimistically, at least it gives me character.
i'm all over the place.
but i'm not upset. just bitter.