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i'm a pretty decent hack but i'm not okay with it so instead i'm just a shitty "hasn't sold out yet" wanna-be artist who hardly ever creates art because it's too damn hard to be original. |
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when you go huh? when the fuck did everyone around me become mindless mouths? i've reduced millions of precious seconds into two words: fuck that. i look forward to the moments to come as if they matter, but six years from now i'll still be three years behind, still cussing out math equations, still bald in ego and deaf in pride. and whatever god has mercy, may it have mercy on you for attempting... though if you stuck to the attempt long enough to 'try' may the mercy god extends only apply to how quickly you falter. i use big words when i'm meaningless. |
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i've been listening to an ungodly amount of CSNY lately. i just want to drive through america and discover something. |
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![]() ... a thousand words my head can't spit out. |
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ineed to rediscover words |
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lately i don't find much in this life that means anything to me. but that's why life is beautiful. |
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my 5:46 on a sunday a.m. resolutions: to be completed in no practical manner: 1) fall out of love with yourself and finally |
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i'm fucking sick of this shit |
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free money: use your real info for the cashcrate account, use fake info to fill out the surveys. the best ones are the $1.00 and less ones, the fastest ones are the ones that say "fill out the first page" or "fill out at least the first two pages." if you feel like signing up at least that'd be awesome, i get more money depending on how many people i get to sign up. i just started a couple days ago, and if this is legit i'll get like $20 for this month. i know a couple people who have done it and gotten paid, so i'm pretty positive it's legit. well ask me here if you have anymore questions, sorry for spamming yr friends page. <3 |
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i haven't updated in awhile, and i don't really have anything to say. so heeey, lj. i started working at urban outfitters this week, it's pretty fun. i love everyone that works there and it's easy, so hey. i'm working 53 hours this week. my car is going to die like any day, tonight it made this horrid squealing noise for five seconds. the axle is going to fall off or something. i don't know. it sucks though. i don't have too much saved so i'm hoping it lasts another two months so i can get a new one. and i'll probably end up getting another crappy honda. such is life. i don't know what i feel about some people. i know i've changed, so people could not like me as much. but i know they've changed too. i hate when you think someone is your good friend and then you figure out one day that they've never shown it. they may say it or act like it when it's convenient but it's in name only. tonight at work we made a really, really big pizza. hahahaha. like huge. and then the manager and the other driver got stoned in the back, and i was tempted, mostly because i wasn't that hungry but i wanted to eat the huge pizza. lolz. but i just said "pass," like i was playing BS or something. people don't understand why i've never smoked, and i sometimes don't either, but i guess it's just one thing i want to be able to say i've never done. so i won't have to lie to my kids one day. but they'll probably just think i was a square. i work thirteen hours tomorrow, so i'm going to bed. this is a really boring entry. maybe when i am not so tired i will try to actually compose some thought for once. i miss seeing people i never see. so i'll fit some time in my messed up schedule for you. blah to lame updates. night.
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