continuation of post above^

on and instead of 3 fags and some hoes in the house there was 1 half intoxicated pimp black man, a naked emo boy running aimlessly, and an extremely shitfaced Bacardi serving turrets guy saying “Id rather have a buffalo diarrhea into my ear, then do that!”. Oh ya and the hoes. 4 shots and a bowl of toxic jello later I couldn’t stop laughing at I forgot what. The rest of the night went well too. But the true highlight was being finally in bed… falling asleep with someone you love in your arms where ever you are is something truly surreal to me. Perhaps, the best thing in the world? I think so. Whats better then Sex, sleep, and love? I didn’t even think of anything JDM. Its being complete like I was that night is what I live for.
And wtf is with Cocos being better then Dennys for breakfast. We all got there and I was blown away by there intense menu that at first I thought was only on one page, then I went to look for lunch and breakfast was THE ENTIRE MENU! Choices choices choices; breakfast choices, the best ones in my opinion. Another great day ahead of us after that meal. Remember, no good costumes at Halloween stores 2 days before Halloween night and Michaels Craft Store hemp is good FOR ONLY ONE JEWLERY ACCESORY GODDAMIT. Its ok we manged to get it for free as well as some other goods that day. Rowshells house laid out an interesting experience: Dancing the Waltz, Asians, and secret code name Krista- All mixed into one. I don’t remember the new steps Lindsay and I learned nor the conversation we had with eachother nonstop for about 5 hours. HAHA CRAZY SHIT. A trip to the blend and the end of the most beautiful weekend came to a wonderful close around 6:55. This weekend = fuck yea. Love you babe.