since 2:00 i've been sitting at the bridgeport brewpub on hawthorne enjoying the sun, working(casually), and drinking delicious beer. its days like these that remind me why i killed myself in college. party less then, relax more now. god i love my job. just a few more things to iron out before i'm truely happy:

1) master my depression. i've gotten ( Read more... )

goal for today: fewer drugs, more people.

UPDATE: fail

 i decided to start my weekend with a walk. set the ipod to 13 tales from urban bohemia. walked 3 blocks to the grocery store. bought pot stickers, orange juice, green tea (in a can), and a torch lighter. fuck.. i forgot the bragg's. i set off the alarm when i left. i set it off when i came in. i always set them off. always ( Read more... )

i got back from coachella a few days ago, which was fucking awesome beyond words. i didn't even bother trying to capture it in pictures ( Read more... )

woke up, got up, near eleven o'clock
butt naked except i was wearing my socks
and that's cool, 'cause most the time this floor is cold
stand up and stretch and look for my soul

in tomorrow i see no promise
and yesterday was like today

today's awesomeness checklist:

high stress day at work -- check

get a call at 5:30 as i'm leaving to tell me that i'm going to be running around like a mad man tomorrow fixing everyone else's fuckups in order to save an incompetent client that i've bailed out so many times i can't even count-- check

no idea how to fix said problems and little to no ( Read more... )

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look at me
you can tell
by the way i move and do my hair
do you think that it's me?
or it's not me?
i don't even care
i'm alive, i don't smell
i'm the cleanest i have ever been

just look at me, look at me now
i'm a fake, i'm a fake, i'm a fake, i'm a fake
just look at me, look at me now
i'm a fake, i'm a fake, i'm a fake, i'm a fake

do i drink?
do i date?
i've ( Read more... )

 "23 isn't the age when most people get married, but its the age when most people meet who they're gonna marry."
[x] quinn reilly

why is that so intense to think about?

when i met you i was just a kid ( Read more... )