dead
This shit is dead. I feel like some tears but I think they are too tired to come out. Eventually I get around to lying my head on a motherfucking pillow and my body begins to have spasms for hours at a time. Sometimes I think it is because no one is next to me but even when someone is I end up on the couch. I like to keep myself busy but when overwhelmed I blow it all off. I am taking a pottery class next semester and hopefully throwing some rad shit will be like the 10,000 joints I need to fucking smoke. Sometimes I feel as if whiskey soaked nights are the nights I should have stuck to, I mean fuck ...I have had a worse headache for the past few days than a hangover...at least when I am wasted I can sleep. Our pool is rotting and is turning into an ugly rainbow of greens, browns, and blacks.... when I look down at it through the cloud of (as of late) buy one get one frees I think I am looking at my heart. Maybe this is what happens when you get older maybe it has been happening since I came out of the womb. or maybe we just need to be on the way to the motherfucking price is right and checking into our rad ass hollywood hotelmotel and hopefully seeing an adored red head and her full belly and huge tits and a tangerine. fuck this shit we all work better under pressure. when you know you can get by with a B average why struggle to get A's. If I had a bike i'd ride but tonight i will just use my shoes.. whatever you smell
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