don't let them take you alive!

[theangelsdied]

this is like the third or fourth time this has happened with since i left the west coast. i think it's a cycle or something. there are reasons i choose to dissapear to certain people. it happens, and before it does, i know it will. they all become one of those, "oh man, i remember when i was in [insert time, place, and date]." a memory and a smile is what i'm left with. kind of comforting in a way, except the fact that after that smile i'm left with a "what the fuck, dude?"

so i'm going hiking on sunday with the girl i want to marry. dammit, man.