Playing Savage Garden's I don't Know You Anymore. Not so much of the lyrics, but of the beautiful flow of the song. Brillance and absolute beauty are what I look for in life these days.
Gotham again last night: Waterfall, Blowjob, Screwdriver, Flaming Lamborginis, Tequila shots, Four Fingers.
KR Bash, when I walked into Gotham, greeted me with a few ladies sitting on the steps outside, looking very wasted. One more step in and I chanced upon this guy staggering under the weight of a girl half-conscious, obviously wasted from drinking too much. Unglam, I must say...with her undies showing and top half falling out.
Stepped into Gotham, chilled out at the bar counter, entertaining the bartenders (or rather, the other way around), and watched the next girl take a few steps towards me, and toppled onto the ground.
Tsk.
The night saw quick gulpling of shooters, hoots and laughter. And a crowd so high, I bet they didn't remember what they were doing. Its like replaying Sports Bash, but with me from outside looking in.
At random:
A slice of American Royal cheesecake, please.
...topped with whipped cream finishing.
Passion..
..and another hangover.
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And thank goodness, another friendship resolved.
Because you're worth that special bond we shared and built up from even a short span of a few months.
A friendship I'll never want to lose, nor let that level of trust fall the slightest bit.
More than a good friend, someone close.
That's who you are to me.
Thanks for the dim sum company.
:)
Gotham again last night: Waterfall, Blowjob, Screwdriver, Flaming Lamborginis, Tequila shots, Four Fingers.
KR Bash, when I walked into Gotham, greeted me with a few ladies sitting on the steps outside, looking very wasted. One more step in and I chanced upon this guy staggering under the weight of a girl half-conscious, obviously wasted from drinking too much. Unglam, I must say...with her undies showing and top half falling out.
Stepped into Gotham, chilled out at the bar counter, entertaining the bartenders (or rather, the other way around), and watched the next girl take a few steps towards me, and toppled onto the ground.
Tsk.
The night saw quick gulpling of shooters, hoots and laughter. And a crowd so high, I bet they didn't remember what they were doing. Its like replaying Sports Bash, but with me from outside looking in.
At random:
A slice of American Royal cheesecake, please.
...topped with whipped cream finishing.
Passion..
..and another hangover.
---------------------------------------------------------
And thank goodness, another friendship resolved.
Because you're worth that special bond we shared and built up from even a short span of a few months.
A friendship I'll never want to lose, nor let that level of trust fall the slightest bit.
More than a good friend, someone close.
That's who you are to me.
Thanks for the dim sum company.
:)