yep, its for sure this time.
i'm always mindfucked.
peacin out for a bit.
workin, keepin busy tryin not to fuck it all up again.
lady gaga helps me through, i can't get her new cd out of my player, i fucking love it.
fits every mood and always cheers me up.
epic lyric...
"i can't believe the way you looked at me with your james dean glossy eyes with your tight jeans with your long hair with your cigarette stained lies."
yup.
love it.
love her.
looking at an apartment in the village...super stoked.
moving soon cannot fucking wait.
fuck seems to be the word of my writing today.
finding otis a happy home with room and love.
finding myself whatever that means.
taking pictures, texting and loving people.
one certain and fucking it up yet again.
distance, independence...that is my game.
peace.