theres a fly in my wine. its okay though im drunk enough to just drink around it.

i never want to drive again. i do, however, want to go to warped tour again.
thank you brett and amy for letting me sleep on your couch and do your dishes. thank you angel for nothing.

we drove straight to omaha and picked up mack and his friend eric. hung out in small good for nothing towns and tried really hard to find some sort of youth in rebellion. flying j truck stops were are sleeping grounds and odwalla was my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. when we finally made it to santa cruz i had blisters on my feet and my appetite ( Read more... )

sailing out to sea on s.s. restless, again. captain badass takes heed of the ocean as i swab the fucking deck.

today we got gas for the first time since we moved in (its been over a month). now i can take a hot shower and eat hot food. so you know what that means. SHOWER AND STOVE PARTY at my house.

id rather drink a beer, anyway.

i stood at the doorway and watched the rain. i felt summertime aching in my knees. my feet were begging me to move them. but i continued to stand there ( Read more... )

last night at a party i met this guy who looked a lot like a younger kevin smith. he pulled me aside at some point and confessed to me that he had developed a crush on me. i didnt know what to say. he said that he knew its an awkward statement and that he didnt expect me to say anything. i really wanted to walk away. but he kept telling me that he ( Read more... )

i woke up today thinking a lot about the conversation i had with someone last night about their friend who just passed and i realized im not very good with consoling people. all i could think of to say was something my long lost friend said to me once, "ride the lightning to the end of the nightmare, youll get through." but all i did was offer them ( Read more... )

i come "home" and get on-line. i look at my watch and i have to get going, again.

MY NEW LINE OF CLOTHING.

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