"Could Be Worse"
I've been cursed lately. I dunno if it's me having such high hopes or an honest to God hex, but I keep having these great nights out with friends, having some drinks, conversing about life, and laughing a whole bunch. Once the night begins to die down and we attempt to make it back to four walls and a roof wherever they may be, everything goes to shit: someone becomes an emotional drunk, people pull "Houdinis," or something else nearly as bad. I don't get it and I don't like it.
The snow is gone, the weather is lovely, the wind needs to chill out, but I'm gonna be on my front porch smiling with the music up loud; life is getting sweeter.
I need a job so I can get more tattoos. I almost got a zombie Easter bunny with the stigmata yesterday; my Mom would have disowned me.
-Sean
P.S. I need to stop making half-ass promises I don't keep.
The snow is gone, the weather is lovely, the wind needs to chill out, but I'm gonna be on my front porch smiling with the music up loud; life is getting sweeter.
I need a job so I can get more tattoos. I almost got a zombie Easter bunny with the stigmata yesterday; my Mom would have disowned me.
-Sean
P.S. I need to stop making half-ass promises I don't keep.