hello again
i dont know if anybody still reads this thing, and to be honest, i dont care if you do.
things have really been disturbing me lately, and for no reason.. i mean
what the fuck do i care if im clean?
what the fuck do i care if im single?
what the fuck do i care if i am so incredibly bored with life and missing my friends every second im not with them?
the answer is... I DO FUCKING CARE
i miss aryeh, and sameer, and bret, and alllll the jakes kids, and even people from school. fucking seriously.. its been 8 hours.
i want a relationship. plain and fucking simple. im starting to get desperate, which can lead to no where so i try to abandon the thought. its not "horniness".. its so much fucking deeper than that.. i cant explain it.
OH and by the fucking way, i havent done any drugs or alchohol of any kind since the summer before freshman year. (not counting the ounce of smirnov i stole from sarah at ally's birthday party)
my music is feeling more awkward every day. i cant find exactly what im looking for. i play with tons of incredibly talented musicians, and i always want more.
after i get my license, im selling this fucking machine, and im not looking back. its time to get my life back.
and i am not bitching. i dont care if you feel sorry for me or whatever.. fuck you.
things have really been disturbing me lately, and for no reason.. i mean
what the fuck do i care if im clean?
what the fuck do i care if im single?
what the fuck do i care if i am so incredibly bored with life and missing my friends every second im not with them?
the answer is... I DO FUCKING CARE
i miss aryeh, and sameer, and bret, and alllll the jakes kids, and even people from school. fucking seriously.. its been 8 hours.
i want a relationship. plain and fucking simple. im starting to get desperate, which can lead to no where so i try to abandon the thought. its not "horniness".. its so much fucking deeper than that.. i cant explain it.
OH and by the fucking way, i havent done any drugs or alchohol of any kind since the summer before freshman year. (not counting the ounce of smirnov i stole from sarah at ally's birthday party)
my music is feeling more awkward every day. i cant find exactly what im looking for. i play with tons of incredibly talented musicians, and i always want more.
after i get my license, im selling this fucking machine, and im not looking back. its time to get my life back.
and i am not bitching. i dont care if you feel sorry for me or whatever.. fuck you.