A gross overstatement
ok... I am indulging my whimsical music tastes... not greatly varied... just dual-genred in fact... mostly just two bands (or groups... silly semantics) Outkast and Marylin Manson... with some others on the periphery (Eminem, D12, Deftones, Pennywise, and many punk covers) Im not a huge hip-hop fan but I do enjoy the the comforting beats.
Im going back to college... its official...
empty are my waking moments though... Im so angsty for some one of 22 years... I dont think I will elaborate...
I miss the touch of a woman... I dont think that I am horrific to behold, nor do I smell foul(?). "so whats the problem?" I ask myself not getting any real response. I look outward and ask of those that I have surrounded myself with... and all I hear are things that are attempts to quell my self defecations. I know they are attempts at shutting me up because of the tone used... mixed with the words and you have me frusturated... Im looking for actual answers here... Im just throwing a pitty party for myself...
I have ranted long enough
Im going back to college... its official...
empty are my waking moments though... Im so angsty for some one of 22 years... I dont think I will elaborate...
I miss the touch of a woman... I dont think that I am horrific to behold, nor do I smell foul(?). "so whats the problem?" I ask myself not getting any real response. I look outward and ask of those that I have surrounded myself with... and all I hear are things that are attempts to quell my self defecations. I know they are attempts at shutting me up because of the tone used... mixed with the words and you have me frusturated... Im looking for actual answers here... Im just throwing a pitty party for myself...
I have ranted long enough