something meaningful

Last night was my buddy Moe's birthday. I swam with some bros, left my phone at the pool, drank on a porch while constantly spitting off it onto objects below, went to waffle house, and finally got back home at six in the morning. All because I wanted to hang out with a girl.

Lately,I haven't been the type to stay up until the early hours of the morning. Not enough stimuli. Sort of like right now.

here are some pictures:




1. my bike on boulevard
2. my dog in my old room