I put most of my bike together today. I'm gonna run pegs again, so now I'll do more gay tricks instead of good ones. I have to dial my brakes and shit still though. Alyssa and I goofed off all day. She ended up punching me in the face somehow by the end of the night. It was pretty funny. We went and saw skeleton key and it was fuckin' awesome. I ( Read more... )

Balls.

My ancle is tight.


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Drugs are weak. I'm tired. Everyone I went to rehab with is using again. Tight. OOh well, better them than me.

I'm a little worried about my brother.

Peace I'm tired.

Well I just got back from whistler. We left thursday night. We slept in the back of anthony's bronco, which wasn't very tight but it worked. First day I woke up at 8 o clock to ride the skatepark that we parked next to. I rode over there and realized every bike rider that I've ever looked up to since I was 9 years old was riding the skatepark. I ( Read more... )

Well I'm home before 3 tonight. That's extremely rare. I went out to dinner with Alyssa and my family today because it was my moms birthday ( Read more... )

Somehow my throat is too swollen to swallow again. This is definitely bad because I've been on two rounds of antibiotics and the infection or whatever lived past both of them. I hate sounding like a crybaby and bitchin about shit like that, but holly shit; this is getting ridiculas. I want to go ride but I'm not sure if too much exercise puts a ( Read more... )

I can't explain the vibrations flowing through my viens tickling my brain and making me want more. This is what I live for, moments like these when I know it's a fact that the good out wieghs the bad and I know everything that is best for me is at just waiting at the tips of my fingers ( Read more... )

I'm gonna go ride and shit. All I wanna do is ride bikes. I'm supposed to jam with Nick soon and I feel bad, but I need to take advantage of it not raining and ride every second no matter how much my body is falling apart ( Read more... )

What kills me is when my thoughts get louder as my foot steps get lighter. That's my problem. It's wierd. I've been doin good with it lately but I need to keep going. I need to quit thinking and just fuckin do it and I'll be happier. There is only so much you can do to control what you do. It's all about dealing with and controlling things that ( Read more... )