i'm having trouble saying what i mean with dead poets and drum machines
sliced my finger almost to the bone last night making salsa. wouldnt have hurt otherwise, but i was chopping jalepenos. it bled like a mother too.
shit! i feel like this summer is winding down and i havent done half of the stuff i said i would, or wanted to do or accomplish. why does this always happen? what a fucking waste. all i've done is work only to waste my money, i've only put away $600. i really wanted this summer to be better than the rest but so far its just faded into summers passed.
anddd, maybe i misjudged. perhaps hes not such an ass; however, this statement is subject to change.
shit! i feel like this summer is winding down and i havent done half of the stuff i said i would, or wanted to do or accomplish. why does this always happen? what a fucking waste. all i've done is work only to waste my money, i've only put away $600. i really wanted this summer to be better than the rest but so far its just faded into summers passed.
anddd, maybe i misjudged. perhaps hes not such an ass; however, this statement is subject to change.