Fly back from Miami tomorrow. That is all. It is what it is as everything always is. Talk, talk, talk and maybe someone listens. Feel like you have it all for the time being.
they all act like they have motivation and can offer something to someone. what if i have been cooking the prescription up in my head since birth and now all you optimists are fucked?
Some of them are so edgy and all about making a statement. some of us are simple; we just have to live with it. they are not special nor unique. just a parcel like everyone else.
I love this fucking city. Today I met some randoms that made me realize the potential of the human spirit. I love that I have rediscovered my childhood curiosity and forgotten that i will be an ancient in a few days. Fuck, I have not forgotten.
I am pretty close to journeying home for Thanksgiving. Other great experiences have occurred but they aren't worth repeating because "they are what they are
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I can't handle the radio station at work. How is it possible to have so much music out there but only paly the same four songs? I don't care if you have only four minutes to save the world; shut the hell up already.