LAST NITE

we started on the ferry. pushing papers back and forth. "how long have you smoked?" arrival. vespa failure. "let's walk and see what comes up." mariners game. "i'd be running like i stole cheeto's from a gas station." victory. walk of death. "i'm tired." hostel; no vacancy. moore hotel. the shining. bevvy's beforehand. "LET'S GO HAVE A BELLTOWN PARTY!" adam is sneaky, and i mean twice. hehe secret squirrel. mada decides to drink three long ISLANDIA ICE BREWSKIES, black out, the play is over. synopsis: i find beautiful women, he throws up (in the bar). mada : animal. christian : fervent half chodskies. mada throws up in cab. christian buys 18 pack to suffice depression. offered crack cocaine. NA MAN I DONT DO DRUGS, THERE FOR SLUTS AND LOSERS (or so says the t-shirt that every faggot straight edger wears). morning. no credit cards. no money. "be still, my beer, i still love you." run down the ferry corridor, screaming at the top of our lungs. arrival. rinse, repeat. 

sitting, wine swirled through a tumbler, put the track on. adam stole my ray- "bons". i love it. take your ring off good sir, relax; this is the only dream worth living whilst you are awakened.