Monday, 26 April 2010
the forest was supposed to breathe along with us! goddamn.
first of all, some guy i met one night showed up and shouted in my face "YOU'RE DARYL. YOU GAVE ME A BLOWJOB OUTSIDE THE RAMBLE INN" cheers. clearly not. then someone set his tent on fire and he chucked a bottle at a girl because he thought she did it. then he got the most brutal kicking i have ever seen.
i used some guy as a pillow but i couldn't sleep so i spent six hours rolling joints infront of a fire with my friend. we took the piss out of each other til the sun came up. i loved it :) i missed us.
Paper Hearts with tiny words that say:
20 bag of green,
bet we're gonna have to find another place to trash,
bottle of wine,
camping,
forest,
stoners
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