Leave me at the roadside.Listening to: Worth Dying For by Rise Against
Feeling: Hungover.
Very awesome last night, the guys as usual, went to the border, picked up their quota of alcohol (and my bottle of Jack Daniels) and came to my place. It was nice seeing everyone again, even in their inebriated state!
The night consisted of an acoustic guitar, cigarettes, JD's&Cokes and the most fucking random conversation ever. I also noticed about parties, when people fall asleep in couches here, it doesn't matter. We don't run up to them, shake them and then proceed to shout in their faces some stupid remark like, "Hey, loser, wake up! You're ruining the mood!".
No, we leave them. He/She is sleeping for a reason right? They're tired or really wasted. OBVIOUSLY.
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