Какого рода вечеринку вам напомнит будущая часть решать вам, мы собираемся согнать очень странную компашку в три разных образа... может в четыре... Но это через неделю, а пока мы прописали в виде фотографий первого участника. *усмехнулся*
Фоток много... очень много. Так что заглядывая под море будте к этому готовы...
Character one.
"Just onе of many..."
читать дальше I wake up after midday lying on the table with among bottles and cigarettes. So typical, so annoyingly boring and oh, so pitiful...
With my head driving me nuts and the smell of cigarettes making me sick this day tastes just like hell. Who was asking me to put cola in my whiskey anyway? Shit....
This time I'm going to do this right. I just need to get read of the hangover, thats all.
Therefore I'll start with the bathroom....
Just why do they have to ruin my mirrors? What is that all about, briningup good memeories? Huh! Good memories my ass! I don't even remember the way she looked...
Well, at least I know her name, and the way I'm going to use is going to be the right one. I'll say " Bye-bye Shally.."
I've got a better date...
And yet I feel shitty... Maby I should take a bath?
And here I am. Lying scared to take off my clothes not even thinking about switching on water. It feels like either my head or my heart is going to explode. I just can't move...
Maybe I just need a little more whiskye. It just has to help, right?
Fuck! I hate it, and yet I'm going to keep drinking. I guess I'm becoming an alcoholic. Just Like Matt used to tell me, when we started. Matt is my manager, he told me: "Take care, kid, you have your talent, so use it well. Don't let them get you, and you'll be the one, screw it up, and you're gonne be just one of many" Being one of many? Is this my fate?
Well fuck it! Stupid Matt and all his words, public oppinion and this bloody bathroom. Rock-n-roll matters, they don't. I'm outa here...
NOW THIS IS FUCKING HELL!!!!
Whatever. I'll just go and lye down on a couch for a while...
You gotta be kidding ... So, Shally, the note wasn't enough after all?
I just need to calm down. And I know exactly what's going to help...
My sweetheart, my baby, my everything. Speak to me, darling. I smell alcohol and my clothes stinks, but it's not like you care about it right? Speak to me...
It seems like I've made a right choice after all.... My baby cheered me up. At last I'm ready to take a bath the clothes stays on though... Just because it's fun.
Or maby just because I'm nuts.
But you like me to be this way, don't you?
Even if you don't this is the choice I've made and for today there is only one more to be made... What will help me to get ready for todays party?
Come now my friend...
And you... All of you give me a break, tonight we're gonna have some fun. Untill than...