weather’s been pretty shitty this julio. hopefully, skies clear up in time for that harrypotterpremiere/dareparty. if it comes down to it, taking into consideration the party was going to mainly be outside, i will cancel it. no rescheduling. i’m going to get drunk either way. so fuck it.
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dominoes pizzas suck… crust issues.
couldn’t fly my kite today… gust issues
scared of taking transit… bus issues
just had sex, but didn’t cum… bust issues
i had sex but had no rhythm… thrust issues
too lazy to clean?… dust issues
i’m seeing a psychiatrist… discussed issues
andrew (holding a shot of 151, which we will soon chase with a shooter of kalhua): “you only live once”
me: THAT’S WHY I’M TRYING TO PRESERVE IT!
The woman that I would try
Is happy with a good guy
But I’ve been drinking so much
That I’ma call her anyway and say
“FUCK THAT NIGGA that you love so bad
I know you still think about the times we had”
I say “FUCK THAT NIGGA that you think you found
And since you picked up I know he’s not around”
(Are you drunk right now?)
I’m just sayin’, you could do better
Tell me have you heard that lately?
I’m just sayin’ you could do better
And I’ll start hatin’, only if you make me
Been quite a while since i’ve drunk dialed. suppose that means that even in an inebriated state i still try to keep control.
had a dream that the entire night sucked. FACK
i’m enveloped in trepidation. but i can’t tell who is more, me or just people in general nowadays? even if it’s through an internet social network, i can tell some of these people are reserved. they only trust their immediate family and friends, and are scared to connect to new acquaintances. i mean, i’m sure myspace curbed their naivety. and internet presence doesn’t necessarily reflect who a person is in reality. and now on facebook, people add based on mutual friends.it’s like these people know of each other before they even really meet. and they’ve already made their mind up whether or not they’re going to continue meeting.
perhaps virginia beach is the issue. i missed real life experiences anyways. time to get me the hell out of here. let me rephrase, time to grow.
there’s too much going on. i live life too fast to take the time to translate it through the internet. see me in real life and we’ll share a story.
i’ve been drinking a lot again lately. apparently with blackberry phones, keeping in contact with people who want to drink is simple. i’ll be turning 21 soon, so hopefully i chill out.
on another note, i’m really grateful that i got the opportunity to spend time with kyle and vincent. it’s not completely the same since they’re both grown, but watching them mature into adulthood is dope. mad jealous, real talk.
i gotta hurry up and get on my grizzy.
outside perspectives flatter me despite originating from misconceptions. i use to feel too complex for people to understand. now i’ve become way too simple. fear has controlled me for far too long.
i’d really want someone to talk to. problem is, i don’t have anything to say really.
but indeed, this is war.
2010 was cool and all, but i’m getting rid of the hatred that’s accumulated within my heart.
it’s time to rebuild
reintroduced to happiness
i just don’t remember how to be euphoric