Fuck it.
"Well I fell into prison about a quarter till three,
Where I found in my cell a glass waiting for me.
So I filled what was empty and I pulled up a stool,
But he stood in the corner, the old devil wouldn't move.
He said, "You drink when you're lonely."
No I drink when I want!
He said, "You'll never be sober."
Sure. Why would I want that?
I only drink to be merry but unfortunately,
I'm in the wrong prison cell and the wrong company."
I Like... people
ft. myers beach
the pool
sundays
thrift stores
psychedelics
road trips
creativity
skulls
reading
moes
animals
coffee
retromodern
putt putt
dinosaurs
downtown
tacky/gaudy/campy things
cooking
flea markets
making stuff
tommy bahamas
cartoons
beer pong
st. pete
tequilla shots
oh, and whiskey too
outdoor concerts
the zoo
sushi
gardening
museums
keg parties that don't suck
when my boyfriend asks me directions
and when he sings to me in the car
mango lemonade
clothes from the 20's
furniture from the 50's
everything from the 60's
and a little early 70's
rocko's modern life
mountain dew
early morning
dave and busters
philly cheese steaks
monkeys
boating
goodwill
milkshakes
transformers
my memories
and busch beer
(yeah that's right, don't judge me)
