what a spectacular mess i made of myself last night, all was well till i drank fucking whiskey at bout 3am, can't remember any of this but.. apparently i decided my trousers were restricting and was sat cock out only to a small group so all isnt too bad but i crashed through a glass coffee table and woke up with a nice inch deep wound in my side, lovely, and bruised nearly all over me, wtf, last time i drink , its gunna be stimulantes from now on when out, cant deal with losing control like that, i cant remember anything, thats doing my head in more the the random blood stains all over the flat, I HATE FUCKING SPIRITS
my mates band were good though!