(Saturday, April 30, 2005)
she need to smoke and i badly need a drink and there's lies a bottle of JD (men's best friend) alone, in the dark, scared in our favourite bar. so, after a 2 weeks break, i'm finally back to alcohol again. i should be saying wheee!!! but i'm not. i drank and drank and drank but the result was somehow dissapointing, i didn't get any kick at all. 5 fucking shots and no kick with good music too mind you. then i had more. still nothing. then i gave up and went home to sleep. it felt terrible. if i could cry, i would want to. bloody waste of good money and alcohol there. i'm never gonna drink again. sorry, let me correct myself, i'm gonna drink till i get tipsy next time round. that'd be wine. tonight. anyone can come, just gimme a buzz
8:24 AM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
