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i was just searching around on myspace.
ive never really been on that site before.
i found a bunch of people i hadnt seen or talked to in a long time.
than i came across daves.
fuckin dave stomach.
i started crying a lil bit.
i miss that kid.
good times, i can hear his laugh and still see his smile.
this morning i found a book pd gave me a long time ago called Killing Molly.
i started reading it, i had read it before but was prolly drunk cause i couldnt remember alot of it.
its based out of suburban detroit and shit so it mentions things like birmingham, big boy and white castle.
i miss those things sometimes.
i sure could go for a sack of twenty from white castle.
i hate feeling this way.
i feel confined, like im under arrest.
i need some excitement.
fuck the dumbshit.
something will happen soon.
somethings gotta happen soon or i will just continue to lose more and more sanity daily.
blah blah, fuckin blah.
ive never really been on that site before.
i found a bunch of people i hadnt seen or talked to in a long time.
than i came across daves.
fuckin dave stomach.
i started crying a lil bit.
i miss that kid.
good times, i can hear his laugh and still see his smile.
this morning i found a book pd gave me a long time ago called Killing Molly.
i started reading it, i had read it before but was prolly drunk cause i couldnt remember alot of it.
its based out of suburban detroit and shit so it mentions things like birmingham, big boy and white castle.
i miss those things sometimes.
i sure could go for a sack of twenty from white castle.
i hate feeling this way.
i feel confined, like im under arrest.
i need some excitement.
fuck the dumbshit.
something will happen soon.
somethings gotta happen soon or i will just continue to lose more and more sanity daily.
blah blah, fuckin blah.