The End.

A headache the size of fuckin Hiroshima for 3 hours suck.

Speed and traffic weaving solves some problems.

75 up a hill in a 35 zone is fun.

Headache's back.

overwhelmed

I made it, took the picture from my back yard. The colors got a lil weird when I opened up Photoshop to edit it, but I like it. It's my wallpaper now ( Read more... )

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Tonight was just....amazing! I love that quiet sensation. Total focus, silence, nothing but the lights in front of you, your engine roaring, and that image of your friend's middle finger sticking in your rear-view mirror. Gotta love racing down University at 70, knowing that 2 mph less would've made something messy.

Let's do it again!!!

117 days left. I kinda wish pieces of these nightmares would just end. But...then again, there's still so much I want to happen and so much left to do. Things that might make it worth it. Crossroads...

"A poet's heart drifts with the shadows of the clouds."

Just thought that was a cool line...

Well there we have it. Things aren't so bad anymore, probably because my Dad refuses to really interact with me. Thing's aren't as loud, as blood churning as they were a little bit ago. There's still static in the air though, just waiting for the right moment to be released. Until then though, Life has flat-lined for me. Nothing bad, nothing good ( Read more... )

I swear, life is all about taunting you to the verge of insanity. Just when something great happens and the days have been pretty good, my parents just have to come along with a bulldoze everything in my life down. Just a few more fuckin' months then I wont have to see them for a long while. Heh, they can do whatever they want, I've gotten pretty ( Read more... )