So I went to Texas for halloween. Some friends were getting married in the woods. IT turned out to be the coolest wedding ever. We started drinking prior to the ceremony, the actual marrying section took about 20 minutes, and then we promptly polished off 2 kegs, a bottle of tequila, and a shitload of champagne. It owned. I went as a trashcan (complete with ducttape cupholder) and ended up in a banana costume. I was pretty happy with it. The next day ruled also, lots of hanging out, and a few friends and i went a got bro tattoos. We all got dominoes, I got the 1/3 on my wrist.
Then I come home and back to not having a job or a car and shit. Kind of sucks. I'm not sure what to do, there aren't any jobs here that I can really do without feeling like a complete failure in life. Thoughts? May I have a sugar mama? Please?
Then I come home and back to not having a job or a car and shit. Kind of sucks. I'm not sure what to do, there aren't any jobs here that I can really do without feeling like a complete failure in life. Thoughts? May I have a sugar mama? Please?
reid:
ha, nahhhh. philosophy is easy!