22.7.09

i wanna party with you, neil diamond

a party screams disaster
a party is slipping on spilt vodka
and walking around with a roll of paper towel all night
a party halts when there's coke on the white carpet
and holes in the white walls
parties get out of hand
they take all of the energy that you have
and condense it into a few hours
hours of talking about nothing
and laughing at everything
hours of fighting because it's fun
hours of pour, mix, drink
or pour, shoot, chase
haha
yeah, welcome to hell

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