Getting Smashed in the Mountains is the Fucken Best!

Getting smashed in the mountains is the fucken best. 

Some throwback pictures from December. One was the day my (cousin), whom I refer to as my brother in Mexico got married.We rolled up to the birthplace of my parents to do a photo shoot and get wasted of course. It was a beautiful day, all I kept thinkin was damnit, we lost another one. Why the fuck do people get married. I'm happy for my bro, don't get me wrong. The wedding was beautiful, in the church with some dope philosophy for the sermon, superfat party with dope live music n family n all that cool shit. But all the homies and relatives that are married or in long term relationships waste their time bickering over dumb shit. Like who was right or wrong about where they parked, n asking eachother for permission to do shit. Fuck that!!! We should all do what we want, when we want. Never Restricting ourselves to the confines of sacrificing years of commitment, and loyalty; for something that's gonna end up in divorce or someone that's gonna do you dirty in the long run. All because they get bored of the mundane repetitiveness that is a relationship. That's just my opinion. Anyways, getting smashed in the mountains is dope, the other day was rollin up the mountain in a back of a truck drinkin Johnnie walker red label with the home girl D. My down ass hilarious home girl from Mex. There was a gathering of about thirty friends and fam, us being Mexicans we drank like mofos as usual, fire, acoustic music, bomb food, the usual stuff.