This again?
I hate my life.
I hate Santa Rosa.
I hate not having a job.
I hate not talking to my friends every day.
I hate not seeing my Mom and Dad every day.
I miss Wendys.
I miss the constant rain.
I miss my cat.
I love Joe, though.
I love my house.
I love mutherfuckin palmtrees.
I love BALMY April afternoons.
I love having a tan...IN MARCH.
I love beer.
I love freedom.
I love wine and wine country.
I love...there are people whose names I cannot type here because they are a conflict to the entire purpose of the post. There are so many people that I want to be with right now, all I wanna do is see them, to expierence their presence one last time because the last time before that wasn't enough.
I'm staying here and hating it because admitting defeat is worse than death, and I would love being dead right now.
Cody
I hate Santa Rosa.
I hate not having a job.
I hate not talking to my friends every day.
I hate not seeing my Mom and Dad every day.
I miss Wendys.
I miss the constant rain.
I miss my cat.
I love Joe, though.
I love my house.
I love mutherfuckin palmtrees.
I love BALMY April afternoons.
I love having a tan...IN MARCH.
I love beer.
I love freedom.
I love wine and wine country.
I love...there are people whose names I cannot type here because they are a conflict to the entire purpose of the post. There are so many people that I want to be with right now, all I wanna do is see them, to expierence their presence one last time because the last time before that wasn't enough.
I'm staying here and hating it because admitting defeat is worse than death, and I would love being dead right now.
Cody