no matter what we do we'll be wrong

[intrepidtravler]

so i was just searching random music and i stumbled into atreyu's album called suicide notes and butterfly kisses. I had wrote a poem in my paper journal with that line exactly and i had no previous knowledge of that album. I find it funny the way everything is being said and done. Thats not the first time that has happened before with teeth came out by nine inch nails i had wrote another poem in my paper journal and when i bought with teeth i heard my words comming out of trents mouth. It was rather surreal to say the least. I was supposed to go to the strip toight but instead i've been doing extra credit and homework for the last four hours. I'm rather boring now that i've moved. Work and school consume eveything. However i consume large amounts of fermentation. Last night i drank blue moon sutter home wine and stholi's vodka. I pampered myself to some fav's and it turned out disatorous in the morning. I thought for sure that is how hell with feel. Every movment was dramatized not the good kind like when your on acid oh no it was excruciating pain of having my brain send a message all the goddamn way down to my body part. Then having my bodypart realize that it was being summoned and respond took some will power let me tell you.

Listen to street light manifesto's new cd
*tip of the day*