There were times when it was fun, just us five a few beers and racsit slurs. But the rest was horrid. I was in huge amounts of pain all weekend from my lack of teeth. And you'd figure in a place where you could get any drug you could want, no one had pain killers. woo. But Ah Well, I Mean It Was Still Fun. A drunk'n gong show and an entertaining one at that. I'm glad to be back though. I think I'm more with drawn now. More unsure of myself. That craving of invisibility is crawling back. Just Wanna Curl Up In My Baggy Clothes, Binded, Soft Spoken, Part Of The Wall.
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