Within the last year i've ; lost my best friend, learned to love new york city, moved 4 times, blacked out too many times, fell in love with ashor roth and taylor swift, got too many questionable tattoos, drank too much coffee and ate too little, met the most amazing people ever, went on a road trip to texas, went to boston for 2 weeks on a last minute whim, fucked people over, been fucked over, got in a fist fight, learned i should never drink more then one 4 loko or st. ides, sold some things i loved for money, spent too many nights in back yards in brooklyn and nights wondering the l.e.s, went to new jersey for the first time, sat at verb cafe and laughed till my stomach hurt, lived in crown heights, bushwick, lower east side and pretty much 0-zone park, spend too many summer days in mccarrin park, lost my voice seeing some of my favorite bands, drank too many pbrs and shot gunned far too many king cobra's, i've stayed up late telling stories in the dark, i've ate bacon everyday (almost), margaretta's from the turkeys nest every day all day, i've explored the south, woke up inside a store front in china town, fell off my bike too many times to count, horrible bike accidents that result in not walking for 2 weeks and being stuck in VT, exploring vermont's dirt roads, spitting on people from the roof on 1st ave, spending all my money on gold and staying up till 8am talking, d- beat till death, realizing when you listen to rancid and your 20 years old you've hit rock bottom but never stop loving rancid, shared a slice of dollar pizza too many times, i've lurked s.o.b's all day every day, i've realized that my life is the biggest joke ever, i've dropped out of school and went back, i've stole too many dollar tall cans from my old bodega off montrose it's almost sad, i've spit up on myself, i killed the biggest roach in the world with a shoe, knowing how to survive 2012, "can i bring my doggggg?", i've mastered rolling cigarettes while walking and at one point biking, i've biked aimlessly with allen for miles upon miles, finally realizing the williamsburg bridge really isnt all it's talked up to be, i've shot gunning beers while walking and/or biking over the bridge, nearly peed my pants from laughing too hard, ran out of money, lost my mind, fell in love, though i was going to die, been hungover too many times in one year, tried to see the meteor shower, woke up with bruises all over my legs, realizing my imagination is too large if that's even possible, i've explored, we' drew people as cats, i sat on a front porch in burlington for days on end drinking whiskey from a mason jar, i've learned to hate new york city and attempt to love it again, i've rode many tall bikes, i fist pumped till my arm was sore, made tons of bad decisions and tons of epic ones, over used the word epic and said "oh dude" enough to get it tattooed on me, getting the best advice ever "shorteys come and go.." and last and foremost....THE SCUMMERS.
