Tangerine dream
I wanna see your pussy, show it to me. That song is STUCK inside of my brain. So much has happened since I last wrote. Found love, lost love, got tattooed, ate a pork rind, saw a man dying, best friend finally found what she deserved, had an enjoyable picnic, got a puppy...well it seems like trillions of things have happened, but those are the only moments that stick out.
Tonight we were supposed to go to Shakespeare under the stars, Wives of windsor, but we could not find it. Sooo we just layed around on some cement platforms and talked of fairy tales and love. Maybe not so much fairy tales or love, but some singing of We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll. Oh god our new puppy is CUTE. I love it to death man. But before we left he was all sick and puking everywhere, it was sad. I dont want Paco to hurt EVERRR!
These journal mabobs arent as interesting as they used to be. Ohhh well.
Tonight we were supposed to go to Shakespeare under the stars, Wives of windsor, but we could not find it. Sooo we just layed around on some cement platforms and talked of fairy tales and love. Maybe not so much fairy tales or love, but some singing of We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll. Oh god our new puppy is CUTE. I love it to death man. But before we left he was all sick and puking everywhere, it was sad. I dont want Paco to hurt EVERRR!
These journal mabobs arent as interesting as they used to be. Ohhh well.