she had a realization the other night. her back was sore from drunken sleep, passing out in weird positions on her dear’s bed. this wasn’t what she wanted. Did she want another tipsy bar experience where a girl who five minutes ago was a stranger whisked her away to the bathroom to suck face?
fuck. yes. always.
Did she want to have drinks with friends and dance to the jukebox after a sucessful show?
all. the. time.
But. Did she want to wake up with a mouth dryer than her grandmothers vagina?
A headache with enough power that if properly channeled could destroy large portions of south africa?
The motivation of a 12 year old boy?
never.
it had seemed that the good times couldn’t occur without the immensely horrible payback the next day. then kampow! she woke up. her mouth of average moisture, her head painlessly aware, and the energy to go. the good times were the ones she could remember.
she had a realization the other night. her back was sore from drunken sleep, passing out in weird positions on her dear’s bed. this wasn’t what she wanted. Did she want another tipsy bar experience where a girl who five minutes ago was a stranger whisked her away to the bathroom to suck face?
fuck. yes. always.
Did she want to have drinks with friends and dance to the jukebox after a sucessful show?
all. the. time.
But. Did she want to wake up with a mouth dryer than her grandmothers vagina?
A headache with enough power that if properly channeled could destroy large portions of south africa?
The motivation of a 12 year old boy?
never.
it had seemed that the good times couldn’t occur without the immensely horrible payback the next day. then kampow! she woke up. her mouth of average moisture, her head painlessly aware, and the energy to go. the good times were the ones she could remember.
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