johnny*johnny*american*laid
fuck'em if they can't take a joke.

the ritz, a mosh pit, and two fights.


Sunday, Jul. 25, 2004
another bourbon-flavored night, tinged with some goodbye.

i'm truly going to miss these kids when i go.

and that fucking sucks.

i didn't think i had it in me to care.

but, standing back a little, watching all of them, for a few seconds, i didn't want to leave. dash ireland and screw grad school, i want to be with my friends.

but then i had another drink, and i realized, as much as i love them (and it's so much), i have to go and figure out if i have any heart left.

but seriously, who can't love people that start a mosh pit in your living room?

:: 12:19 pm ::

now playing ... the quietest and most hungover house

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