You Got Wasted And Wasted Your Life

He got up to his knees. He could feel another beings presence. He, with great effort, arose from the muddy grass, and immediately vomited over one $100 vans sneaker, and a dirty navy blue socked foot. “Fucks sake.” he said aloud, in a strained voice. Now he had lost a shoe. $50 worth of painfully saved-up-for prime sneaker. Just as he was going over all the things he had done to purchase those shoes, he was hit over the head. He fell to the ground and, though he was unconscious to feel it, landed in a tepid slurry of vomit and mud.