as i sit here drinking my grape soda, while sitting with my bluejeans, no shirt, and my russian jacket (which i think is personally hot....on me at least)
I think about how this Lent idea is the dumbest thing i've ever done to date. I dont wanna do it anymore. i wanna quit. i miss kissing. i miss holding hands. i miss flirting. i miss party boy. after this is over, i'm gonna lose a part of me. a part of me sometimes i want to go away. and sometimes people love. the man whore title i've been getting as of late, upsets me. the last joke i did almost got me ostracized from the Baptist church.
And i think, is this it?
Have i reached a point in my life, where i'm done with it? Done with Party Boy? Done with Immature jokes? Done with liking a girl this week, then making out with another a week after? to quote Johnny Depp in Finding Neverland
J.M. Barrie: Magnificent. The boy is gone. In the last 30 seconds... you became a grown-up.
Amazing isnt it? what a song can make you feel?
I'm not gonna be me anymore. I hope you guys enjoyed it. I'm gonna try not to come back for an encore anymore.
The Party Boy days are over my friend(s)
JP is here...
Love,
JP