Well, what can I say? I've been
thinking about this for a long time...

This is what I was, am, and always will be.
Maybe I'll change for the best someday, soon.

I've tried to stop a few times even, but this time
it's real, and easy, and I'm not going back on it.

A short story of a lonely guy. The end.

A nap, much needed, is
realized only when 50 lb.
shrimp appear on Istvans
desk with eyes closed,
and little goblins hide
behind the trash bin,
with eyes wide open...

We breathed bass and
exhaled smoke.
300dB thick, only
our eyes could talk--
and they probably were
laughing at me, but
the attention was exciting.

Today was ok despite having only ( Read more... )

I enjoyed rereading this...alot.
It was from my first drunken experience.

Sometimes you dodge the invisble bullets ( Read more... )

It really just comes down to
relief that there's no facade
to worry about, nothing to wade
through, just normal everyday
fading. At least I have tennis.

It feels just like this:


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( I pwned this movie meme. )

I miss the good ol' days ( Read more... )

My only goal for this year:
Don't worry about anything
other than tuition.
And thats it. Period.