dragynn

i'm drunk. and right now i'm so in love with you. and i don't want to think too much about what we should or shouldn't do. lay my hands on heaven and the sun and the moon and the stars while the devil wants to fuck me in the back of his car.
nothing quite like the feel of something new.

maybe i'm all messed up. maybe i'm all messed up in you.


-this drunken typing brought to you by the influence of trent reznor.... and too many people buying me shots of jager out at tuesday metal night at the gypsy. Wrought rocks! best local metal band ever.
my throat hurts... i think i screamed too much. i really hate jager.. but what is one to do when free shots keep getting put in front of you... turn it down? yeah right. at least i had some shiner bock to chase it with.

i need to figure out what i want to do for my birthday. wish someone would plan it for me. bleah. don't really want to do the whole dickson st. thing. but it might be my only/best option. wish i was still in queens. could throw another party at gareth's. i miss my friends in nyc. i really miss nyc. i really hate fayetteville arkansas.
anyhooooo.. i'm drunk... and nearing pass out mode. doing my best to type legibly.