also, the internet is boring.
once when i drank a lot of whiskey i dropped a cigarette in this bag so now there are burn holes. i keep losing pens.
i should have gone to bed a long time ago. last night i thought of something at 2fer and instantly decided to post it on tumblr. obviously, i’ve forgotten it by now. perhaps it’s for the best. i have work at 8:30 tomorrow morning. maybe matteo or paolo will let me nap with them. maybe.
tonight, i got drunk. (bfd, gill.) i hate that tumblr is public so that even when i want to post my deepest darkest secrets, i can’t. well i can. but that wouldn’t be the smartest choice, would it?
grey sent me this. also, the keyboardist obviously doesn’t know how to play drums, because he doesn’t. gold.
please give me that camera. or bike. or boy. or you know, all three.