I saw some CRAZY ass guy downtown one day tearing it up outside a cafe...supposedly he was a Soho resident with a nearby phat apartment...but the guy was insane... I was told he was the guitarist for Bob Dylan who tripped one too many times...
there came to a point when any time I dropped a pill containing the slightest trace of mdma, I got migraines...the only cure I found were vicodins (those are a blessing)...took a few months off and all cool again...figured I just needed a break.
what ever happened to being faithful??? If you can't commit to someone, then DON'T. It's not cool to be cheated on if you think you are the only one. I suggest telling your gf and let HER make the decision for u.....KARMA is a bitch.
If he's not getting any ass, I'd expect that to be normal...maybe even a lil low...but I agree with nycmusik2000, if he's getting some, that's a lot...limit it to 1x, if necessary...
browns, yellows, and oranges were thought to be soothing in the late 70's and into the 80's...that's y nyc subways seat are those colors....at least that's what my psych prof said
I wouldn't recommend wearin white pants to a club...or else that may be the only time you'll get to wear them unless u stand the whole night in the corner by yourself where no one will step on u...