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Once again- done by zak. I posted this one though, half out of sympathy and half for the irony of his luck. Not good i might add. His rents are going out of town but he has a sports physical next week, ahhh shit man.
Another zack told me today how pristine the mountain was. I'm mad for skibus being cancelled. I would take my anger out on my dog, but he's outside. I would take my anger out on my brother, but he's at jo's ( and no fucking way.). I would take my anger out on myself but that's not ethical. I would take my anger out on anything else but i realized that didnt make me angry.
For some reason Guatemala just crossed my mind again. The night at the carnival with all of us teens just out for a good time. Waiting on the curb and the moments when the kids almost got away with our money. The adrenaline of the night built up in our bodies. I get such heavy feelings out of all that, mixed emotions shooken up and hidden away for the next time those memories enter my mind. I dont want to go back.
I want to go back.