#drunkennight

[wandererinside]

#winehaiku #westernhaiku #beatpoet #beatpoetry #bopculture #jackkerouac #ighaiku #haikus #haiku #poet #poetryisnotdead #poems #poema #instahaiku #haikuslam #westernpop #jazz #thesubterraneans #hearts #haikus #drunkennights #summerhaiku https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp5kh-NMp8w/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[emotionalghostown]

The 007

This one is about Jake—a rich kid with hazel eyes and a magnetic pull I couldn’t resist. I met him through my mentee at a house party in the fanciest part of the city, the kind of party I’d only seen in movies. His apartment was sleek and spacious, practically begging for trouble, filled with people whose effortless wealth radiated from the walls.

His friends were textbook bourgeois. I’d been around snobby rich kids before, thanks to my private school scholarship back home, but this was a whole different level. These people weren’t just rich—they were powerful. They knew it, and they made sure everyone else did, too. The men wore their privilege like it was a family heirloom, and the women around them were all perfectly slim, polished, like they’d been cut from some expensive mold. I felt like Ginny Humphrey when her dad married Lily: what in the Gossip Girl was I doing here?

But thank the lord for my Scorpio rising. I had piercing black eyes and a razor-sharp wit to match. My private school education had taught me how to blend in, how to be a chameleon in any social setting. So, I played the part, fighting my way into their world with a smoothness I’d perfected over the years. I could laugh at their jokes, volley back their sarcastic comments, and make them think I belonged. But the whole time, I was thinking, This is a game, and I’m damn good at it.

Jake, though, was infuriatingly aloof. He didn’t flirt, didn’t even give me a second glance in public like he had an image to uphold. Still, I could feel the tension when we walked to the party, a silent pull that made my blood boil. By the time we got there, I was ready for something to happen.

Fueled by the frustration (and half a bottle of Monbazillac), I found myself wandering to the kitchen to grab water. And then I felt him behind me, close enough that I could sense his presence before I turned around. He was standing there, looking at me with those impossibly sexy hazel eyes. I started to walk away, but he leaned in and asked if he could kiss me. I laughed, partly from nerves, but he leaned in closer, his voice all smooth and quiet, and asked, “Don’t you want to?”

Oh, I wanted to. And that was all it took. We made out right there, and soon we found our way to his room, where we had the kind of soul-shattering sex that makes you believe in cosmic connections. That night turned into a week, and then into months. Every time he was in town, we would meet up, and the same thing would happen. It was primal, physical, just pure raw lust. I didn’t know anything about his life, and he didn’t know much about mine. We rarely spoke, but when we did, it was as if words only got in the way. It was freeing, easy, and insanely pleasurable.

But you can feel the but coming, can’t you?

One summer night, I was out with a friend at a bar when my phone rang. I checked the caller ID and saw Jake’s name. Now, you have to understand—he never called. We’d been doing this thing for over a year, and all we ever did was text. So when his name showed up, I knew something was off. I picked up, and right away, I could tell he sounded drowsy and a little paranoid. I asked him what was wrong, and he laughed, saying, “Damn, how’d you know?” He asked if he could come meet me, and, feeling curious, I told him to come by the bar.

When he arrived, he looked like he’d seen a ghost. I immediately knew something was wrong, and he looked me dead in the eyes, saying, “You know me as Jake, that is my real name but that’s not the full story.” I raised an eyebrow and joked, “What are you, CIA or something?” He smirked, but this time his face was dead serious. “Yeah, actually, good job. And tonight, I think I blew my cover.”

I laughed, thinking he was joking, but his face was dead serious. He told me he actually was CIA and that he’d messed up on an assignment that night. He looked me in the eyes, and I realized he wasn’t kidding. He said he needed me to help him clear his head, that I was detached enough from him and smart enough, and he just wanted to be in my arms tonight.

So there I was, walking him home, feeling like I’d fallen into some bizarre, high-stakes spy thriller. He started telling me details I’ll never repeat because, frankly, I’d like to avoid jail time. When we got to his apartment, we kept the lights off and tiptoed to his room. And as I turned to get ready for bed, I saw him in the moonlight. He was checking a gun, making sure it was loaded before he slid into bed beside me. He held onto me, practically trembling, and I stroked his hair, trying to calm him down.

I stayed awake, terrified out of my mind, listening to his breathing slow as he drifted off to sleep. Guns aren’t exactly common here in Europe unless you’re law enforcement or someone in deep, dark places, so the whole situation felt surreal, like a scene from a smut novel gone terribly wrong. I lay there in the dark, trying to make sense of everything, but I couldn’t shake the fear.

And that was the last time I ever saw him. He vanished just as mysteriously as he’d appeared, leaving me with a night of secrets and a story no one would believe.

[pyromaniacguru]

“McLovin” Thrown In Jail

The best kind of art inspires, but sometimes it’s actually not a good idea for life to imitate art. An Iowa man learned this lesson the hard way as he took an idea from a movie and it promptly landed him in jail.

Daniel Alfredo Burleson just wanted a drink, but unfortunately he’s only 20 years old and can’t legally go and get one. So, Daniel did what any respecting underaged drinker would do and he went and got a fake ID.

The bad news is he got the worst kind of fake ID ever and landed in jail after thinking he could get by with a Hawaiian-issued ID in the name of McLovin. If that sounds familiar it’s because it’s the silly fake ID that one character used in the movie Superbad, and star of the film Seth Rogan got a kick out of the whole story.

Police spotted Burleson inside a bar with a drink in his hand and questioned him, asking to see his ID. At first he refused to show ID, then when he was taken outside he fumbled through his wallet and admitted he wasn’t old enough to drink. Eventually, after showing them his real ID, cops spotted the fake ID inside his wallet. According to Burleson, he purchased the ID on Amazon.The young man was eventually arrested and charged with public intoxication, possession of a fake ID, possession of alcohol while underage and being in a bar after 10 p.m. while underage. Maybe next time he’ll make the Muhammed ID like Fogel should have in Superbad.

[rurounissy13]

It was the 4th of July and Senpai did not notice me but I still took a couple photos of my ugly drunk mug on that loud and sparkling night. #noticemesenpai #piercings #punk #metal #purple #purplehair #pierced #modded #drunk #drunkennights #zerofucksgiven https://www.instagram.com/p/BzrbYiFH_U9/?igshid=90ip85y0q851

[fiddlepoop]

The light music of whiskey falling into a glass - an agreeable interlude. #whiskey #alcohol #light #drink #shadow #illuminate #glow #photography #ɪɴsᴛᴀᴘɪᴄ #dark #drunkennights #fun #instaclick #pixlglyph #lucknow #friends #funnight https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfy1kUDFM9D/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bkshowofficial]

Be a drunken intellectual. ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ #drunkennights #instadrunk #drunkstories #drunkmemes #drunken #drunkvibe #drunkinlove #drunkfriends #drunkgirls #drunkensailor #onlywhenimdrunk #drunkies #drunknights #whenimdrunk #drunk #drunkgirl #drunkthoughts #drunkaf #drunkdial #drinkdrankdrunk #drunktimes #drunkfeelings #drunkasfuck #drunkpeopledoingthings #drunkdog #drunktext (at Ely, Nevada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTLJXy9hMfn/?utm_medium=tumblr

[mjdjuan]

About last night... Usher live in concert 😍Finally got to check another one off the bucketlist 😇 #bucketlist #usher #usher&theroots #usherlive #concert #scotiabanksaddledome #blastfromthepast #yas #drunkennight (at Scotiabank Saddledome)

[mesterhassan-blog]

‏‎#drunk #eminem #50cent #samsunggalaxy #samsungid ##drunkennights ‎‏ (في ‏‎Africa/Casablanca‎‏)

[bongadventures]

दोस्त (Friend) . . #neon #drunkennights #lights #pub #inahaze #somenightsarelikethis #instaphoto #drunk #photography #neon #nightphotography #strangers #pubs #paris #saintmichael #blurred #perceptions #aboutlastnight #hungover #lights #people #happy #high #chunkingexpress #inspirations (at Paris, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9FGVlJq-ke/?igshid=1m5ezv6xwah5o

[pinkypo]

I love this sign #welovethenightswecantrememberwithfriendswecantforget #goodtimed #friends #memories #drunkennights #gettogether #gettogetherhavefun #havefun #langkawinights #langkawi #travelphotography #alwaystakeaphotograph (at Langkawi Island) https://www.instagram.com/p/B80FslYA2UR/?igshid=14tzdyxw9tvvy

[youcoulda-hada-goodbitch]

I can’t stop thinking about his fingers entwined with mine. A moment I’ll never forget, a moment he’ll never remember.

[kimmberleeex]

"Will the end make me whole again? It's like holdin' on when my grip is lost I still feed my insecurity when I know the cost Is it taking over, will it bury me? Or will clarity become the cure for my disease? I'm gettin' older, still, lost as ever Fakin' a smile while I bury the pressure Why does this happen? I should be fine But I can't shake the feelin', I'm livin' a lie..." . . . #Disease #Beartooth #lyrics #songsstuckinmyhead #motd #makeup #drunkennights #girlswithshorthair #igaddict #igdaily https://www.instagram.com/p/B6xUW1kAy2X/?igshid=1f2dibwd6jjxc

[letygrimaldo]

#part2 #Latepost #saturdaynightshennanigans #DrunkenNights (at Fort Worth, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4vzrOQhpvNG_ovAf5_prZYOY2WoU5loPbGwTU0/?igshid=1rvua79vbdydr

[sunflowersandpumpkins]

Cilla is my home girl 💕 . . . . . #cillablack #cillablackstatue #mathewstreet #liverpool #liverpoolsights #sightseeing #touristday #miniholiday #selfie #blondehair #platinumblonde #drunkennights #effyourbeautystandards #curvygirls #blanketyblank #icon https://www.instagram.com/p/B3Ij0c3JU8y/?igshid=knu2yqigxbn2

[bkshowofficial]

If only I didn’t have to work in the morning. ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ #lockdownbeer #drunkies #beertasting #drunkpeople #drunkfeels #drunkennights #beerstagram #drunk #instadrunk #drunken #beerlove #daydrunk #drunknights #drunkdial #drinkdrankdrunk #craftbeercommunity #drunkfeelings #drunkasfuck #beer #drunkpeopledoingthings #beerporn #beergirl #drunkthoughts #drunkmeme #beerblog #drunkchicks (at Ely, Nevada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNT3B6TlPYG/?igshid=1gofpd9ddvcqh

[francisfifi]

#hastingsandstleonardssailingclub #pramrace #hastingscarnival #hastings #sailing #boat #fancydress #qualifiedcaptain #oldtown #yachtswhatknot #bestplacetolive #drunkennights #party https://www.instagram.com/p/B05TnKDh5Y0/?igshid=s14844gm9igt