music of the moment - Barry White's Let the Music Play.
feeling of my feet on the ground makes reality seems more bona fine. boucing like an idiot with naked feet is plain fun and not a single fraction of stupidity. i wasn't even half drunk. maybe as drunk as a skunk but not even half drunk.
the whole week was sealed in to a bottle and i threw into a sea of lost memories, along with my flip-flops which explains why my feet was naked. la di daa...whatever the fuck. did i tell you that boucing with a nude feet on the grass is very ticklish?
p/s - oh for fuck's sake, i don't know who fucking stole my slippers while i was bouncing on the grass. to the person who stole my slippers - i got another pair at home! blueks.
p/s (2) - stop staring at my feet. you have it too. i'll blush if you fucking stare anymore.
12:07 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
