god DAMN. all i wanna do right now is get shit faced by myself and listen to james brown/charles bukowski. i know that sounds pretentious, and it is pretentious. but i find comfort in being hammered and listening to other hammered people complaining about hammered things. you know what a really FUCKING good feeling is? being at a bar and picking music at the jukebox and then when the music comes on hearing strangers say 'who chose this song? i love this song!!'. ok sorry i'm being gay right now. i was discussing my drinking problem with my mom earlier and then the opportunity arose to get shitty tonight, but i didn't wanna seem WEAK so i turned it down now i'm really regretting it.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! 2011 WOOOOO! yea! alright!
i had tonsillitis on new year's eve, i dun wanna talk about it.
but i did get a really really GOOD compliment the other day, which i do wanna talk about:
'i like the way you smell. i wish that i could just smell you whenever i masturbate.'
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