Dec 09, 2007 04:44
So much to say... ahg;sdhglksg
See key mashing=Frustration.
So much to say, but so many times I am biting my tongue until I taste blood.
It happens. It's not worth it.
Then I think back to the times like shark week.
And how good shit was then. And how the only concern was how far on the beach we could walk the dog and wether on not my dick was showing to people walking by. And sitting on the porch and smoking a cigarette with no care in the world.
And it puts things in perspective.
I overcomplicate things like an asshole. I do that often.
I'm a glutton for self-destruction.
And then you see and hear things. Things that you're not dumb to.
Before, you caught things. Saw things. Knew things.
Now you still know things again.
I'm not an idiot, and I'm not naive. I'm not an idiot, despite the fact I can't do math.
I know of New York. i know of things.
It just makes me feel like I'm supposed to be dumb and I'm fucking not cause I know better.
I'm much the wiser in the situation.
I think it's amazing that Kiersten's roommate Ryan almost fought some kid sticking up for her for me.
Those kids aren't worth it.
He earned the Yuengling I'm bringing him.
Well I'm out there in a week. I'm gonna see if I can get at Sarah Thrash and see if she can pierce my anti-eyebrows.
Waiting to wait on my plane. If not, bus. However it takes to get there.
There's a lot I like about the situation.
So Kiersten has made it apparent she's completely about me. It's nice to hear someone so about you.
Not even in the same state, and she's been cuter with me than a girl's ever been.
I love Kidd Chris. Still.