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Note to Self:
I know what I want right now. Not a 1985 Dodge Ram or infinite money, I want that girl, the one from Otsego with big pretty eyes and pale skin. Maybe it's this "teen angst" bullshit finally kicking in, maybe it's some real fate crap that I dont like. I want to be in control of my life. I'll get my shit together, look fit and quit smoking and once that is done maybe enough time will have passed for me to realize a bigger piece of this puzzle I'm slowly putting together. On the other hand, I could stay a dirty scumbag, live at camp and save absolutely no money 'cause I blow it all on strippers. That doesn't sound awesome. So I'll write a letter, a nice long one and tell her everything, or well anything she'd ever want to know. And she'll write back or I'll visit and it'll either click together or crumble to the sea. I've gotta figure out what I'm living for and as of now, she's all I see.
A song.. stuck in my head.. ? Makes no difference. Perhaps a song being in my head is a tactic employed by my brain to divert my attention to other things. A self-rest if you will. Thats fucked up. Too much to think about. Meh.
I know what I want right now. Not a 1985 Dodge Ram or infinite money, I want that girl, the one from Otsego with big pretty eyes and pale skin. Maybe it's this "teen angst" bullshit finally kicking in, maybe it's some real fate crap that I dont like. I want to be in control of my life. I'll get my shit together, look fit and quit smoking and once that is done maybe enough time will have passed for me to realize a bigger piece of this puzzle I'm slowly putting together. On the other hand, I could stay a dirty scumbag, live at camp and save absolutely no money 'cause I blow it all on strippers. That doesn't sound awesome. So I'll write a letter, a nice long one and tell her everything, or well anything she'd ever want to know. And she'll write back or I'll visit and it'll either click together or crumble to the sea. I've gotta figure out what I'm living for and as of now, she's all I see.
A song.. stuck in my head.. ? Makes no difference. Perhaps a song being in my head is a tactic employed by my brain to divert my attention to other things. A self-rest if you will. Thats fucked up. Too much to think about. Meh.