write drunk here

Lots of our greatest poets were high all the time. Maybe all drunk writing is poetry. This is an important public service. Writing your surly ex-girlfriend is just a waste. Share your euphoria with someone who cares!

DIRECTIONS: To add your writing put something in ‘name’, put an email address, write in the big ‘leave a reply’ box and press ‘submit comment’. Don’t forget to say what you’re high on!

 

ITALIAN, PAULIE, SUPRANOS, WHAT’S THE MATTER WITT YOU. iF THIS IS INCORRECT PLEASE LET ME KNOW, IF I AM CORRECT PLEASE LET ME KNOW…ITALIAN GIRL ALWAYS SEEKING ITALIAN GUY , ALTHOUGH I KNOW YOU USUALLY HAVE A VERY BIG TEMPER, POSSESSIVE AND ALWAYS TREAT THEIR WOMEN GREAT WITH GIFTS BUT NOT RESPECT….AT TIMES….LET ME KNOW….I AM A 100 PERCENT ITALIANO GIRL AND THOUGHT I COULD LOVE ONLY THE SAME IN A GUY, TRADITION TELLS ME TO DO THIS, ARE YOU A TRUE BLUE …………………………………………
Sue, midnight, 2/28/09,  substance unspecified
 
 
 
WAKE & BAKE WHEN U GOT UP TO KEEP A FORWARD HEAD? I DIDN’T AND I CAN’T DO ANYTHING RIGHT! SO I’M BUSY 4 THE MOMENT…CARE TO JOIN IN?<br /><br /> UR MOMMA WILL BE ROCKIN
my momma, apparently, Sep 21, 2008 12:30 PM
5/4/08

Hi, Paul. Thank you for keping me on your list. is is a treat to see the birds of Flevoland thru u!
Carmen on (knowing her) beer.
5/8/08
yeah ryt! Fuckin’ town got drunk again. so am i. eh eh
Paul (a girl) on unspecified alcohol
5/9/08
this is a real email addres-i have webtv. i hate hotmail because they
are not 100 percent from what i hear from people-that you get all your
email-i think if i go with computer,it wont be hotmail-because this is
not a spam. i am real.
Dee on “two glasses of wine”.
5/10/08
I amswered yes to almost all of it…lol oh im so drunk…
Dee on an unspecified alcohol.
5/15/08
IM BACK.. LoL had a good time tonight although friend Pauline left me at the club ( ihad my own car thankgod ) oh well, NE way IM home now , buzzed but home, hope you had a Nice frieday night , better then miiine ! lol good night
(anon) alcohol unspcified
6/25/08
Subject: PET ME
CUM ON PPL PET MY PET FOR ME DAM
G, substance unspecified.

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23 thoughts on “write drunk here

  1. It is 96 degrees in my house right now. I am drinking white wine and feeling my sweat slide down the back of my neck like lust’s tongue. It is going to my head in free fall and I know if I stand upside down, my words will roll like so much spare change across the floor and mock me. Well, heck. I am wearing one sock too many and not enough buttons on my knees.

  2. IF LUST’S TONGUE IS IN FL TONIGHT THEN YOU WOULD HAVE DRY MOUTH SO DRINK UP BUTTON YOUR KNEES AND LET THE CHANGE BUILD UP YOU MAY NEED IT ONE DAY FOR ANOTHER BOTTLE OF VINO!!!!! OH PAULIE HI ON YOUR WIT

  3. What, post drunk..what ..bastards!
    So then the Sargent Major said to me… huh! my keys.. Bastards
    ..So then I said “Sir if you wanted refueling, you shouldn’t have backed the freakin AVGP over me.. bastard! ..cut off.. what to ..
    bastards!…

  4. The acronym ‘AVGP’ is for ‘armored vehicle, general purpose’. I’ve only heard it used by the Canadian military.
    P.

  5. Nice u r still nice to some people while other friends are dropped like they didn’t even matter! U r such an ass! Karma buddy, karma!!!!

    1. Good to see me back. But who the fuck is being nice to any people as not to any other ? Said the ass as it walked on ahead for more from where it all came from to start with.
      Enn again an’ agen.

  6. in my solologlism i couldnt queit get what heh teacher wass sayin so i packed on donkey n says to them shutup!!qq all of u! n then i lost leke keys

  7. I can only write drunk, the words flow from my fingers, and the grand elixir goes down my throat, into my veins, freeing my mind. When I drink, I promise myself I will leave my life, leave my life behind, buy a one way ticket to somewhere else. When I sober up, I fall back in line, I fear leaving even though I hate where I am. I am brilliant, hung, good looking, athletic, but miserable, I hate the boredom of my life. I hate I had no childhood, I had a wreck, people think I am brave, I lead showing confidence I don’t have. So I am in my room at 22 drunk waiting for something, and I would take it if I could have the energy of a sober man, and the mind of an inebriated one. I am high on unisom and dewars, and the air of a summer night flowing from my open window.

    I am also the average American, I am modern man, and isn’t it sad that we have sold our collective souls, our sense of adventure for boxes of wires, safety, and some false notion of being above what Rousseau aptly called the noble savage. Who am I, just a drunk behind a box of wires, typing out some text in a sea of words, few worth reading in what we call the internet.

    1. and words are oft all we have to both steal and steel (the) heart(s) both of self and other(s). For the Pity, the Sorrow, and yet even the Truth, the Glory, the (un)seemly seeming Fun of it all.

  8. wow. 9:37 am. not a great time to be drunk. but the food channell is freaking awesom. thank god for no sleeping this off. im dreading the hangover. tequilla and vodka are a great combo. lmfao

  9. So much shit to read. Don’t know what the fuck this site is. I just typed in write drunk and I got this site. FYI fuck being an english major. I am drunk and I am proofreading my shit. Anyone that loves vodka needs to fucking reply on this. I am halfway through writing a book and I need some people to read it and give me feedback, let me know if you are interested. However I would only like it if drunk people also edited it since I only write it while I am drunk. It’s not also fun but a challenge to see what I can do after I have been drinking. Email me to partake.

  10. Wow,”Tom Deckerd” your words really got me.
    That was brilliant, sad and true. And It has so much meaning, but too little too heed it.

  11. Was a friday night, got hammered Jack-D. Im married now!!! Im such a SPAZ!!!

    I wrote this to a girl I use to see.

    Thinking of you drives me insane
    want to take a bullet straight to the brain

    In this crowded place, all I can see is that beautiful face, staring at me, looking at me, but Im no were insight, cause no place for me

    Sight of you makes my day, knowing the love of my life is a doorway away,
    theres not one day, that i dont think of you, just want to stop loving you

    Its easy to walk away

    feelings will never go away

    You’ve moved on

    Your in a good place

    Will not bother you, cause im a headcase:(

    I envy the one, to be loved by you.

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