Got drunk last night; stayed up with Jon until 5am drinking, talking, writing, and other fun activities. 
I wrote some crappy poetry-type shit, and threw in some song quotes. Apologies in advance for turning today's entry into the "oh look at what I think I can do" page. I hate my own poetry, especially after reading it the next day/week/month but am drawn to it anyway sometimes. It doesn't even make sense in some places. Well, many places. Whatever.
Deleted by embarrassment. I like how that word kinda has "bare ass" in it. Heh.
I wrote some crappy poetry-type shit, and threw in some song quotes. Apologies in advance for turning today's entry into the "oh look at what I think I can do" page. I hate my own poetry, especially after reading it the next day/week/month but am drawn to it anyway sometimes. It doesn't even make sense in some places. Well, many places. Whatever.
Deleted by embarrassment. I like how that word kinda has "bare ass" in it. Heh.