I don't wanna do it like my daddy did, I don't want to give it to my daddy's kid...
so. this is a place to be outright truthful and honest right? or more so, a place to confess what it is that is on your mind, i suppose. well i guess that's what i should do to keep up with the ebb and tide that is livejournal.
okay, so i'm in a tight spot right now. i told a girl i loved her and she told me she loves someone else. to be truthful she said in one the kindest ways i could imagine. unfortunately for me, i can't let go that easily. of course being persitent would be fairly pathetic and useless at this point, but nonetheless i feel the need. good thing i have that whole courage thing. so i guess i'm letting that go. still, most every other thought i have is of her. that makes it a bit harder. wish i could make those stop, but luckily i can't. still love her. she still doesn't love me. won't. that's how it is, i suppose. funny thing is the answer to the question of where to go from here. real funny.
so smoking has caused me to lose weight like a madman. lost 10 lbs. in a week. that was odd. god knows where it came from, but then again, i don't really care. speaking of which, i smoked a cigarette the other night and it made me light-headed and break out in a dry-sweat. had to sit down for a bit. and i realized that is what i want in a cigarette. one my body hates but my mind likes. that way when i choose to quit (ie. when my mind gets tired of or learns to hate them) my body will be right on board with a frim "i told you so.".
i have good friends. i have greatly enjoyed annoying people with the jokes from Napoleon Dynamite. shit damn the movie was funny. so go see it or i will annoy you, too.
i want to stop coming home. i'm tired and worn out of this place. i just want to live. i also want to stop sleeping. in all actuality, i just want to live at the land-trust between the hours of 12-5 am. maybe i will get over that, but i hope not. i've written a lot of songs now. 10, i think. perhaps i should record a few. if only i had the equipment. and an acoustic guitar.
and so i'm getting plastered with john to get rid of all that is above. because that is the true way. god i miss it. i love you, john.
thanks for listening.
okay, so i'm in a tight spot right now. i told a girl i loved her and she told me she loves someone else. to be truthful she said in one the kindest ways i could imagine. unfortunately for me, i can't let go that easily. of course being persitent would be fairly pathetic and useless at this point, but nonetheless i feel the need. good thing i have that whole courage thing. so i guess i'm letting that go. still, most every other thought i have is of her. that makes it a bit harder. wish i could make those stop, but luckily i can't. still love her. she still doesn't love me. won't. that's how it is, i suppose. funny thing is the answer to the question of where to go from here. real funny.
so smoking has caused me to lose weight like a madman. lost 10 lbs. in a week. that was odd. god knows where it came from, but then again, i don't really care. speaking of which, i smoked a cigarette the other night and it made me light-headed and break out in a dry-sweat. had to sit down for a bit. and i realized that is what i want in a cigarette. one my body hates but my mind likes. that way when i choose to quit (ie. when my mind gets tired of or learns to hate them) my body will be right on board with a frim "i told you so.".
i have good friends. i have greatly enjoyed annoying people with the jokes from Napoleon Dynamite. shit damn the movie was funny. so go see it or i will annoy you, too.
i want to stop coming home. i'm tired and worn out of this place. i just want to live. i also want to stop sleeping. in all actuality, i just want to live at the land-trust between the hours of 12-5 am. maybe i will get over that, but i hope not. i've written a lot of songs now. 10, i think. perhaps i should record a few. if only i had the equipment. and an acoustic guitar.
and so i'm getting plastered with john to get rid of all that is above. because that is the true way. god i miss it. i love you, john.
thanks for listening.