i met tim hays yesterday.
tim hays.

so my mom just called the cops on me..im waiting for them to get here.
she lied and said that i fucking hit her and smashed a bowl(that she broke and beat the fuck out of me with).
she said she wants me out of the house and not to come back..so fare fucking well.

morals for this theif ( Read more... )

did i mention im no longer on drugs.
its not that i have a problem with them. or even that i dont like them.
but ive decided that i dont want to be doing this now.
maybe not ever.

im graduating in december.

im getting a tattoo that says mom.
because i fucking love my mom.
and mexican food

id like to meet someone with a smile thats different.
not something you see all the time.

so i drove up to auburndale and hung out with robert, shannon, brian, sean, the old beefs crew and random regulars.(austrailian men in nurse uniforms ( Read more... )

hedonism makes me uneasy
existentialism is logical
solitude is appreciated
blue eyes intimidate me
conversation tends to be dry and awkward
cycles of creative urges and realistic thoughts
im loveless
regretless
and smile when i cry
4hrs to 20 minutes of sleep a night.
i've goals to accomplish and life to live.

i really wish i had my acoustic still.

It's the age where you start to realize that the world is about to completely take over your life. One year left. Then its time to pack the bags and try not to fail at something that deep down, chances are, you dont even want to do to begin with ( Read more... )

I'm not failing high school.

I'm tired,
but thats okay.

optimistic-realist