i get so philosophical when i'm drunk. not good. it's not fun. because i realise things i refuse to admit to myself when I'm sober. when i'm living life. and am lying to myself. i fancy myself speaking from my soul- if u've read By The River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept, you'll know what i mean. I say things I have never thought through, and yet people go "wow, that is just SO true." i say things, and mean them. like, they have a meaning without my realising it.

hmm. philosophy lesson over. i just feel that i should never try to buy a pina colada mix again. very bad choice. MUCHOS BADOS. and i've also noticed i use an awful amount of periods. sorry, i just have to finish one thought so i can move on the the next, bc as you've noticed, none of the sentences continues the previous one- what a shame.

i need you like the dimming of the day. how pretty is that. and that was my intelligent sentence for the day, one said while not drunk. MUAH. u deserev a smackaroo for reading my shit :)