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so for all of you that don't know yet i'm back in miami.
i came back from my "little journey" on sunday night. it was so much fun. i dont think i could even put into words how great it was. i still have to develop the little pictures that i took while i was gone but they will definately be up here whenever i get the money to develop them... so if anyone wants to donate i will love you.
i'm probably going traveling and all taht jazz in a few months again... maybe late january or february with a car this time. and not running away cuz i dont need that drama again.
being back home seems so strange and foreign to me now. just sitting around my house and shit... and having a refrigerator to pick through.
i dont know but i just got so used to being on the road it became normal to me, everything i did and whatnot. and now the "normal" stuff doesn't seem "normal" to me at all. i dont know if this is even making sense.
i feel so alone in miami now too. because i'm used to being with my mike [road dog] all the time litterally 24/7 because it's not like we had different houses to go to and shit. we were soo perfect for eachother. in the whole 4-5 months that we were together we only fought once. which is beyond amazing. i didn't think i could ever be with someone for so long without any breaks or anything and get along so well. just always seeing eye to eye. so now it's just me and i'm not used to not being with mike, sleeping alone, not sharing cigarettes or food or everything for that matter, not getting drunk and listening to conflict, anti schism and rudimentary peni cuz those were like the only tapes we had and we didn't even care.
i dont know but i feel like i've changed so much as a person. learning to be happy when you dont have shit except the stuff thats on your back, litterally. i'm just hoping that living in a house doesn't make me a selfish person like i used to be.
ok thats enough for now.
i came back from my "little journey" on sunday night. it was so much fun. i dont think i could even put into words how great it was. i still have to develop the little pictures that i took while i was gone but they will definately be up here whenever i get the money to develop them... so if anyone wants to donate i will love you.
i'm probably going traveling and all taht jazz in a few months again... maybe late january or february with a car this time. and not running away cuz i dont need that drama again.
being back home seems so strange and foreign to me now. just sitting around my house and shit... and having a refrigerator to pick through.
i dont know but i just got so used to being on the road it became normal to me, everything i did and whatnot. and now the "normal" stuff doesn't seem "normal" to me at all. i dont know if this is even making sense.
i feel so alone in miami now too. because i'm used to being with my mike [road dog] all the time litterally 24/7 because it's not like we had different houses to go to and shit. we were soo perfect for eachother. in the whole 4-5 months that we were together we only fought once. which is beyond amazing. i didn't think i could ever be with someone for so long without any breaks or anything and get along so well. just always seeing eye to eye. so now it's just me and i'm not used to not being with mike, sleeping alone, not sharing cigarettes or food or everything for that matter, not getting drunk and listening to conflict, anti schism and rudimentary peni cuz those were like the only tapes we had and we didn't even care.
i dont know but i feel like i've changed so much as a person. learning to be happy when you dont have shit except the stuff thats on your back, litterally. i'm just hoping that living in a house doesn't make me a selfish person like i used to be.
ok thats enough for now.