derp,
Hey. Ho. Fuck off.
Ones would whisk themselves across the sun-bathed world on a plane missing an engine in the worst time zones imaginable just to get their one shot to wipe that kid's big fucking smile off his face.
G-Luck.
I find myself very stranded these days. Being "homeless". These awful days where I just sit on free 'net and wait for dusk to come. Summer's hit that annual lull where I literally just wait for night to come to at least hope that something will happen. Ghey, right?
I'm glad my friends are back. Well, most of them at least. Some linger in this sector that adheres to the overall sense of bitterness, pining, and complete anxiety that has marred this entire year. And not just for me. Pay me my money.
Does it feel to anyone else like we're all THIS close to "growing up"(faggy) and we all get smeared in the face with bullshit that comes equipped with a shiny yearlong probation of actually achieving anything.
No... literal bullshit. Dirty excrement from cow-fuckers. In your face. Seeping into your mouth. Going alllllll the way to your belly.
Haha. LJ.
Call me old-fashioned, but drinks among friends just seems like a good idea for forever,
I'm gonna go watch metal?
And I have to learn an Irish accent.
Ones would whisk themselves across the sun-bathed world on a plane missing an engine in the worst time zones imaginable just to get their one shot to wipe that kid's big fucking smile off his face.
G-Luck.
I find myself very stranded these days. Being "homeless". These awful days where I just sit on free 'net and wait for dusk to come. Summer's hit that annual lull where I literally just wait for night to come to at least hope that something will happen. Ghey, right?
I'm glad my friends are back. Well, most of them at least. Some linger in this sector that adheres to the overall sense of bitterness, pining, and complete anxiety that has marred this entire year. And not just for me. Pay me my money.
Does it feel to anyone else like we're all THIS close to "growing up"(faggy) and we all get smeared in the face with bullshit that comes equipped with a shiny yearlong probation of actually achieving anything.
No... literal bullshit. Dirty excrement from cow-fuckers. In your face. Seeping into your mouth. Going alllllll the way to your belly.
Haha. LJ.
Call me old-fashioned, but drinks among friends just seems like a good idea for forever,
I'm gonna go watch metal?
And I have to learn an Irish accent.