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Today created beauty and joy in my ever low swinging heart.
Sometimes when I drink slowly, and think quickly, my mind will race.
Tears drop, tiny beads of salty love, which stem from the love I can imagine feeling with my mom if she were here.
The way I wish to live my life is so apparent, but my self-destructive ways seem to gather in the way, blocking off experiences to the intelligent and creative person that is so much every piece of me.
I sat so despairingly, last night, in a small Euro trash type bar with a bunch of french fucks.
It was dark, and romantic as all sipped their drinks stylishly in the power outed town.
Inside, I was aching though, and my mind hurt.
The company of a girl so hell bent on finding fun in ever place journeyed, and every time ever rendered, helped me to make it through the break down of a saddened lovely.
And, it's so not summer camp, and this is now home.
The culmination of every situation and change in these past few days has left me
dry, down, out,
but very happy, excited, full of life.
An artistic view point on any conversation is all I am good for,
and I will make you believe in Karma.
The beach was nice today, sweet breeze on the stinky waters of Jacksonville.
I smoked a nice joint with Chris, Ana, & Brittni.
Each wave was tiny, rippling through in good formation and line, but the size was nothing.
A few pushed through toward the end of low tide, and gave me a chance at some body surfing.
Later, showed up at Aqua East and entered the Pro and Am Longboard Classic set for July 10th.
I hope the money is in the bag.
I have been training hard, maybe all my work will pay off.
Tonight we are having a hotel party.
This place is getting good.
I think this might be my last public post.
I have been thinking about it for various reasons, and for quite some time.
You'll know when it happens.
Sometimes when I drink slowly, and think quickly, my mind will race.
Tears drop, tiny beads of salty love, which stem from the love I can imagine feeling with my mom if she were here.
The way I wish to live my life is so apparent, but my self-destructive ways seem to gather in the way, blocking off experiences to the intelligent and creative person that is so much every piece of me.
I sat so despairingly, last night, in a small Euro trash type bar with a bunch of french fucks.
It was dark, and romantic as all sipped their drinks stylishly in the power outed town.
Inside, I was aching though, and my mind hurt.
The company of a girl so hell bent on finding fun in ever place journeyed, and every time ever rendered, helped me to make it through the break down of a saddened lovely.
And, it's so not summer camp, and this is now home.
The culmination of every situation and change in these past few days has left me
dry, down, out,
but very happy, excited, full of life.
An artistic view point on any conversation is all I am good for,
and I will make you believe in Karma.
The beach was nice today, sweet breeze on the stinky waters of Jacksonville.
I smoked a nice joint with Chris, Ana, & Brittni.
Each wave was tiny, rippling through in good formation and line, but the size was nothing.
A few pushed through toward the end of low tide, and gave me a chance at some body surfing.
Later, showed up at Aqua East and entered the Pro and Am Longboard Classic set for July 10th.
I hope the money is in the bag.
I have been training hard, maybe all my work will pay off.
Tonight we are having a hotel party.
This place is getting good.
I think this might be my last public post.
I have been thinking about it for various reasons, and for quite some time.
You'll know when it happens.