ever drunk n wonder were the fuck am i? what the fuck am i doing?

oh yeah wait no. brain damage might be aggravated by lotsa rum. this is currently in my head.god im glad i have lotsa booze. my eye is fogging.left.maybe im pushing ashes into it. be quiet go bother sumone.

 

Plenty of times. Last night was a good one, HUGE fight with my cousins, it was great. Looking forward to the next one, Im collecting a nice amount of scars :tongue: My favorite was when I fell asleep in West Fargo, ND and woke up in a basement of an apartment building in Moorehead, still trying to figure out how that happened!

 

I wound up in a different state and didn't renember it. I live in the QC though

 

Yeah but I try hard to avoid that. It never turned out good.

 

I don't think I've ever felt like where the "f" am I when I've been drinking!

 

I can only recall two times and neither was a good memory so I learned not to get like that. Haha.

 

Usually if I've drank too much I just feel really dizzy and want to crawl into bed and sleep it off. Or I'll keep whining, "why oh why did I drink that much? I'm never drinking again!"

 

All of mine were ok, not really bad but then again they werent like, at parties or leaving bars, they were when I was homeless anyway and I have some pretty good memories of getting into trouble!

 

I've just learned that if I'm gonna drink to excess- which isn't often anymore, I either do it at home or with people I trust if I'm out... never alone and out. That has turned out bad.

 

bah i get hungry. its only here with 4 walls i trip no voices but my own. fucking unatural. im in a hotel n my neyboors are quiet. too hoity toity. once woke up in san antonio. didnt know it was but it was. then i met this brother said hey wanna get drunk n watch a movie? fuck yeah kid. woke up n hes sucking my dick. i kicked the shit outta him cuz its a bad way to wake up n guys are fugly. if it was a fat chick i prolly wouldnt have. staggered down to a river camp n got directions to a train yard. met bob n we hopped out to tucson. never hop solo. bob was apeshit fun. other stories. but naw i dont regret that shit. i regret sittin on my ass well naw im liking sum folks n typin better. still its wierd.