So i'm leafing through this old journal of mine, my only one really, from about 4 years ago. And what's depressing me is i could have written this shit yesterday. Different girl, different town.
You'd think i'd have learned by now.
Saw the elusive Coliwali at long last. Had a few beers, dizzied up a _few_ girls. Me and Coliwali - painting the town red. Good times. Is this thing on?
You'd think i'd have learned by now.
Saw the elusive Coliwali at long last. Had a few beers, dizzied up a _few_ girls. Me and Coliwali - painting the town red. Good times. Is this thing on?
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I mean, seriously, what the fuck? I'm getting a little Oregon Trail vibe, I've got something about battlements and IHOP, and I guess you've met some chick.