Stuffed, choked, suffocating

I need to move.
Like a train.
Or something like that.
Move my blog, maybe it'll clear my head.
It is clouded with thoughts, emotions, fire but this is the clearest I've seen in the past 4 years.
I've never felt more alive.

I had a crazy night yesterday.
Not really That crazy because it didn't involve painting trees, running away from cops, hiding under vans or crashing a car.
In fact, not a single drop of alcohol was consumed.
I guess the cigarettes made up for it.
The second hand smoke- I don't know how Sarah and Steph can stand it.
Had a midnight Zoolanders movie at cine's chamber with Muriz, Sarah, Cw, Van, Gen and steph.
Amazingly they allowed all of us into the room which is meant for 4 people.
After spazzing, seeing Ilona the slutty slug, we went to some place, got lost and wandered into a rainbow.
Found a pot of gold and called ourselves rich.
Drank Clark Quay's river water and spat on the dog look alike security guard.
Made love and peeled our suntanned skins.
Searched for the tooth faerie only to find Hattie closing shop.
Waited and waited before a dragon sent us a violent message for us to leave.
Ran for our lives to club Home before Muriz got cardiac arrest.
We all morphed into different kinda insects and blended into our surroundings.
Called the quits and headed home with Sarah.

Thatz all folks. btw 3/4 of what I said was bullshit but I guess, there is some truth.