she'll look at you and swear she's true, what will moving to california do? i know for sure she's lost her way. you'll be wrapped around her finger too, she's a little too much and a little too good for you..
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Monday, March 23, 2009
we'll break these bottles in well lit parking lots./ 12:46 AM i have this annoying sickness going on this weekend that is driving me insane. one minute it's my throat, the next it's a cough, then it seems to be getting better and an hour later i want to die. hopefully when i wake up tomorrow, it is all in the past. i tried to avoid going out as much as possible this weekend, because being out on the town can't be the greatest thing for a sad immunity system. i stayed in all day today, with the exception of going to the movies to see i love you, man. i didn't love it, but whatever. the kid behind us would repeat everything they said on screen, as if no one else heard. since they just said it and all. i don't care if the little fucker was ten years old, i wanted to shank him. saturday was also uneventful, lots of laying around the house, eating junk food, getting fatter..the usual. however, on friday..we did go out. me and KS decided to go out for margaritas down at cabo on sunset. such good food, i had never been besides the san diego location. we decided to make the long walk down to red rock after that and met a few people down there. we wanted to go dancing upstairs but since the brit was there, we ended up talking downstairs at the bar all night. my boss was there as well, drunk as a skunk and telling me to cancel our hotel in vegas because he was going to book us something at the venetian and pay for it. LOL..we will see if he remembers that tomorrow. i can't say i remember much of the night at the bar because drinks just kept being bought for me and that makes it easy to lose track of things. when we left, we had to walk back to the car which about 10-15 minutes away. it's amazing how when you are drunk, you could walk forever. a mile might as well be a meter and it wouldn't make a difference. halfway through the walk we hear someone yelling at us from the road. it was my aunt in her little silver mercedes, sitting in the passenger seat and going crazy. my cousin, who is visiting, was driving and pulled over to the side of the street to talk to us. it is always weird when you run into people here because it's such a huge city..you never expect to be somewhere at the same time as anyone. they had just got back from some party for party down and my aunt was drunk. she is such an asshole for not inviting me to this party, god. BUT ANYWAYS. not even a minute after they pull away, 5 cop cars swarm the area we are walking in and they all run out and book it towards this parking lot. we looked over and saw some dude trying to run down a hill and get away as fast as possible. cops shot at him, i don't think they got him with the bullet but they tackled him to the ground, tasered him and then the officer on top of him punched him in the face about 5 times. i don't know what the guy did but apparently he put up quite the fight. they made us clear the area once they bagged him..such a crazy scene. my room is always a mess come sunday night. everything from the past few days ends up on my floor. water bottles with alcohol in them, receipts, dirty clothes, new clothes, blah blah. maybe i will clean it tomorrow, even though i probably won't. it's so much easier to just throw everything off the bed and pretend i could never see the floor to begin with. |
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sunset overdose
i went to heaven, but couldn't get in for what i had done. i said, "please take me." they said, "you're crazy..you had too much fun." about me my name is kelly. i am 23 years old. i live in los angeles. my life is pretty alright. |
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