im going to bed.
later.

Because we're not all lucky like you.


Really, I despise the word love.
It makes me sick.

Just in a not so great mood.
I go out and drink and play poker and see all these couples, and then see all these hot girls.
And then i go home alone.

How much alcohol does a man that weighs 250 and stands 5'10 have to drink to be almost at the point of alcohol poisoning.

Right there with you, but it still sucks balls.

I'm going to be single for the rest of my life because im the only one that loves me, and half the time, that **** isnt even true.

I need another drink.

don't remember what time i work friday, so not making any plans, plus the only two friends i really hang out with - Daniels working, and i don't hang out with Jenna unless daniels around.

If i don't go out and drink, i can get super trashed, puke in the backyard, and drink more.

All depends on what time i have to work saturday, or not, just not really festive this year.

i got invited to a poker party on friday, not sure what im doing, probably just going to hit the liquor store and drink myself silly

Meh.

Love Sucks.
EOS

/thread

I need a date/get laid.

One of the two.

Ima go crazy.

And my hands are turning me down.

just got home from taking 3rd in a poker tournament where i should have taken first, out of smokes, tired as hell, and just had two bowls of cereal, and randomly wanting to screw the snot out of every waitress/bartendress I know.


Same stuff different day.

sup

Thrash metal in virginia beach. If your arte in the area get up to gils and party.
Show starts soon

i drink so many e-drinks that i dont really get affected by them. and for me its that or water or tea, so its good to have something differnt.

In Corona, California there once was a road known by most locals as the Never Ending Road. Specifically, the road’s true name was Lester Road. Now, over twenty years later, the landscape of Corona has changed, and the Never Ending Road is no more. However, years ago, Lester Road was an unlit road that people claimed became a never ending road when driven at night. The people who made such a drive were never seen from again.

The legend became so well-known that people refused to even drive Lester Road during the day. One night, like many teens my age, I drove up Lester Road, but only a short distance, and in my headlights it did look like it went on forever. Frightened, I quickly turned around, because if I continued up the road, I thought I might never return again.

Perpetuation of the legend convinced local law enforcement to investigate. Lester Road took a sharp left turn at its end, and there were no guard rails. Beyond the curve lay a canyon, and on the other side of the canyon was another road that lined up so well with Lester Road that when viewed from the correct angle, especially at night, the canyon vanished from sight, and the road seemed to continue on up and over the hill on the other side of the canyon. Upon investigation of the canyon, dozens of cars were found, fallen to their doom, with the decomposing bodies of the victims still strapped to their seats.

i don't drink coffee.
blue berry mini muffins and monster is quite a treat.

Really? They're just stories.