I like walking in the middle of the street, between the two yellow lines, at night, without cars.

I like getting into the shower and keeping my hair dry for a while before it gets soaked, all at once.

I like thinking about being an American.

Lord and bonely! Spill yuor guts! Up IN dem guts! Tag-along! It's not too late!

I have to poop.

This is not Cincinnati. This is not your daily life.

It's mine

UH HUH, THIS MY SHIT, ALL THE GIRLS STOMP YOUR FEET LIKE THIS ( Read more... )

I've come to a point where a decision needs to be made. Where is my Cincinnati? I think it might be in the past for me.. which probably isn't a proper way to live.

You are the catchy bass rhythm
I am the bleating hoarse voice
It's good, it's bad.

Fucken ewww! Turns out this could be serious!!! I like sharing

( Gross! )

Asheville is nice. Very pretty landscape. Plants that give you rashes are not so nice. I miss home and my friends.

It was my brothers birthday today, he's 13. Happy birthday, Joel.
( picnic )

Going down to Asheville, NC for a while.

Bye bye Cincinnati

in my body goes the alcohol, asked a friend to take it all, declined and said here have some, make it worth my while without sum. thoughts of past and present fleet, image in my head eats away

longing for security, fleeing again to more comforted seas, through which are troubled

fuck this

Let's study sex, to get undressed, if I smell your feet should I be discreet ( Read more... )