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I sure was an angst-filled little fella back in the day. -
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My cellular phone has the most enjoyable ringtone. -
Rain slicks don't protect from the thunder shaking.
Stop running away from me. I'm about to bring this mood half way round. Four beers and my lisp comes back, along with a Boston accent. I'm already in love with your smell and your voice. I guess I just make ends for becoming "another dumb thing" all the time. Maybe I should quit while I'm ahead. Then again, am I really better off in the first place -
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At least asparagus makes me happy. That's about it. -
Blood relations and ten bricks.
Where are all the hot girls at? Weekends are for drinking and pretending to be good with girls.
I'm content upon this rail of pain for just a pail of rain. This is all there is. Shower and a shave, and it's all the same. -
5am...
Sober, sick, and slightly smiling. The kinds of things that happen the day after new years, but it's 5am and there hasn't been a memory lapse or awkward drunk moment, so cheers to that. Happy new years, let's hope this one to be better than the rest. Patch up a few rough spots, and it should be smooth sailing ( Read more... ) -
do the what now?
Something's missing, I'm well aware. They will never know what I've got to give until I'm gone. I guess that's how it's always been. Disposable and impossible to live without at the same time. Just because I'm not an asshole doesn't mean I'm not trouble. Maybe I don't need the chances, but I guess the peak is only good when it has a valley. I've ( Read more... ) -
Like whoa
You can be my bodyguard. Can I call you Betty? Betty, when you call me, you can call me out.
Rozmus hit a dead deer while we were having a highway singalong. It was ridiculous.
More funny stuff happens at home than here. Fuck.
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Ugh
I go back to Boston tonight, for about three more weeks or so. Buhbye for now, and I miss you all like you wouldn't believe. I'm such a mess. Sad, lonely, confused, and stressed out I'm worn so thin. Maybe some holiday magic will change something, but not bloody likely. Maybe I'll stop being sick too, that would be reallly nice. Call me sometime or ( Read more... )