I was a gay man this weekend.

This weekend, this weekend.
Yowzers.

I am reminded of why i stopped drinking. I'm to giving when I'm drunk. Buying people drinks will stop.

I'm becoming my old self again. Good or Bad? i have no idea. I'm comfortable again at the bar. I've missed my old friends so much, I'll be back. Gotta save that money and keep going back . ah.

Saturday i spent laying around while my brother flipped through the channels.

No phone call.
I did txt.
done with that.
Sometimes i hate boys.
in general.
for every reason.

pop corn.

ah. i can't get this picture out of my head.
make it go away Jesus.
oh wait don't.
It was refreshing, laughing.
I need to be nicer.
blah.

or something.
I under estimate people.
Or I over estimate people.
I should expect nothing, and go with the flow.

Anyways. stole my brothers vicodine.

So I've been in a trance all day.

Gotta pick up Mateo later.
Missed my boo. eh, sorta.