30 November 2010
29 November 2010
i live for these fools
i love my friends. old and new together celebrating a birthday. where else can you drop it low for an hour with a long island iced tea. have a friend fall on the train tracks and lay dead. pierce someones ear on the way to the bar. discuss bomb factories. yell at the dj for lack of kareoke. and after you decide you are done for the night they dont argue when you put yourself in a creepy van cab just waiting for the stop light, but instead give them the correct address so you dont end up in mexico, or worse, your parents doorstep. i am so lucky to have such fun fierce fabulous friends. i die for these bitches.
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