yeah so.

im pretty much afraid that you're going to just get over me. cause it's happened so much in the past.

let me know if i'm boring you.

It starts with the ignition turned, the shift in park and the windows tightly sealed. The music blasts with the seats laid back.

Like cardiac, asleep behind the wheel.

you finally have given up hope ( Read more... )

facts about me.

i'm an asshole.
i CAN fit in anywhere, so i do.
i hate monotony.
i really am a fucking flake.
i can't keep my word.
i'm a fucking liar.
i'm a fucking dirtbag.
and i'm one of the boys that i fucking hate.

fuck.

i'm just like everyone else.

shoot me fucking dead. please.

my band is getting better
i am cool.
i work alot today.

confused as fuck.

peace out vegas

ill be home soon <33

dear people.

as much as it shouldn't bother me. it does. especially when it's for an hour straight while i'm at work. she has a name, and mine isn't ken.

i'm not from malibu therefore malibu ken does not apply.

i wish i knew why this bothered me.

tired of the evenings events, you and i gather our things. you take the window, and i'll make sure i'm not seen through the window. we'll walk our way through this smog filled city, in search of a greater form of truth ( Read more... )

well. i still love cuad. i love balcony lights. i love graduation parties, and seeing batman at 1am with my best friend, i love getting to know people. i love doing things i'm not supposed to.

i love my fucking life.