someday i will fully comprehend that motivation isn't a place.

i've never been quite so upset about loosing them all.

this still doesn't feel right.

sometimes mistakes never turn.

i am so far from my comfort zone, which may be good.
i haven't figured that part out yet.

the problem with venturing into something new is the doubt.

it's too late and too expensive to back peddle now.

onward...and further.

that sounded much more dramatic than i meant it to.
nothing important everyone.

we are laughing about using defibrillators to heat up pizza xtra fast.

paula: I'm not having a DJ
paula: I'm just going to plug into the Chruch sound system
Pulcheria: HAHA sweeet!
Pulcheria: i'll make a wedding mix
Pulcheria: me so horny on the loop for 3 hours

haaaaaaa...oh man.
sometimes i think i'm reeeeal funny

drinking makes me think of all the mistakes i made with that person.
and i just want to make them again and again.
even though it'll just make me cry later.

brain. neurons. thought process. emotions.
don't make sense, especially when soaked in beer.

tell the barbar you're tired of looking like an asshole.

how do you even tell what opportunity is?

mistakes can be opportunities...
i just hope i make the right one.

how can i already be in a rut, i'm young right?

i'm feeling old as shit, shit...i am old.