January 2011
Girls are like the leaves of a tree, when you need them to keep warm… they are no where to be found.
Whatever poisons in this bottle
Will leave me broken, sore, and stiff
But its the genie at the bottom
Who I’m sucking at,
He owes me one last wish…
It’s not about being stong… It’s about looking good naked…
Well I wake up around 4 or 5 Eat, shower, and get dressed in about an hour’s time Take my vitamins, check my messages, and call around to some friends Make plans for dinner and drinks sometime after 9:00 Well, I’m definitely going to call it in early tonight I need to dry out and take some time to clear my mind Now before you know it, here I am again Fucking 2:00 in the morning ...
I may die from medication, but I sure killed all the pain.
I know I’m pathetic, I knew when she said it A loser, a bum’s what she called me when I drove her home There’s no more waiting and sure no more wasting I’ve done all I can but she still wants to be left alone You got, you got, you got to help me out And I’ll try not to argue No one, no one, no one likes a drop-out Mistakes are hard to undo Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong I think I’m...
Can’t you see… Can’t you see… What that woman, she’s been doing to me…
“That means I’m spending nearly $400 a month on alcohol… WAIT! I...”
– Josh Menou
I know one person who realizes friendship is a two way street, and we aren’t really that close. Sometimes… Most of the time actually… I feel like I’ve lost/been losing everything… I feel like if I fell of the edge of the world, no one would notice or care… Except for Uncle Sam… And to him, I’m just a number that can easily be replaced… What...
I love you.
“There is no God and we are his prophets.”
– Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Should they kill me, your love will fill me as warm as the bullets.
You are the blood in my veins…
And if you’ve ever said you miss me, then don’t say you’ve never lied…
The fact that I’ll never utter the word “forever” into another girls ear kills me. The meaning has been lost. I know I’ll never be able to accept the ideas of marriage, family, growing old, forever, or maybe even love from another girl because they have all been, what currently seems to be, wasted on you. You’ve taken these things from me by throwing the words around,...
I should be better, but I’m worse
This explains my exactly how I feel right now:
whiskeyyy:
If this is only a test, I hope that I’m passing cause I’m losing steam, but I still want to trust you…
My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father,...
Just watched that this morning.
