Aww, man

The girl who described me as, "The love of my life!!" called and text messaged me tonight, but I missed it. FUCK. It is god damned high time that I visit and spend a night with her. I fucking miss her so much.

I love you too.

Goodnight.




It's 11:34. Poker was canceled for tonight. I started partying at 4ish....last drink is on the table.......time to pound it.



"I'd get reamed..." That is fucking gay, you fucking cunt whore fucker.

Fuck you bitch.



Son.


Going to see Vitctor Wooten at Berklee, and possible sleeping either at Mission Hill apt. number 1, Mission Hill number 2, wherever you live, or a random place. Anyway, going to be a great weekend. I hope I go. Golden Ryan, get back to me fucking pronto, so I can make fucking arrangments.


peace out bitches. MMMMMMmmmmmMMMMMMmmmmm fuck you *********.
You stupid bitch.

I wish I were drinking whiskey and fighting someone. Instead I'm drinking French Vodka and surrendering, like a little bitch. Haha, fuck the French.



Damn....sluts. This means you!