on this day in 1993
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23 Sep 2011, 22:29
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Journals
i was at hanger 13. at the "place to be", throwing shapes all over the place, it was a happier time. a simpler time. a day when booze was expensive, and drugs were cheap. i was 22, young, dumb and full of , well, anything i could get my hands on really....
Die Witness.
WTF was i thinking....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vkmeK5KxLL4
party? nah, we got MASHED UP ON THAT SHIT.
Die Witness.
WTF was i thinking....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vkmeK5KxLL4
party? nah, we got MASHED UP ON THAT SHIT.
but ive fucked more braincells than most will and im still a headshot pwner :P
just wondering since all the students that does similiar things in Sweden, to study hard, only seems to find weaker shit or shit that is more addictive. :i
this was kinda the whole point of this journal....
ive forgotten more shit in the last 2 or 3 months, than 16+ to 25+ years olds will know in a lifetime , you silly fucker :D
just a bit surprised by that spontanious outbreak of self reflecting honesty.