All right I'm not to sure as to why but. When I'm in the mood to talk to a girl I can't stand words.(They always get in the way) Instead I find that the first thing that comes to mind tends to be the best option. Just bite the person on the neck that you want to talk to(just enough ). I have no idea... Read More
i made a coffee like that for a friend once, and he pulled a cement parking block from the pavement and walked it to his car. 4 hours later, he couldn't lift it. haha
For the last few months I've not been able to go through a hole day with out thinking about this girl I know. I can'nt remember the last time I've been so depressed about something like this. Because it's this enemy that I can't hit and I can't do anything about. I could problely sleep with her if I just studied her and choose the... Read More
well, aren't we the optimist! though, yr right.. i hate myself when i complain about "having to play..". ofcourse it's the best thing in the world to get to play your music! and you're right about the "building character"-thing too. in the end this is all just giong to be good for me...
enjoy the road. I find feelings and experiences of clarity when I'm travelling.
Who would I pick? Well to be nostalgic, and if I could go back in time because it couldn't happen now, my ex. We went hitchhiking together and had all kinds of positive, negative, and just plain weird adventures.
I'd probably also take Hermann Hesse on a road trip. Or maybe WB Yeats.
And last, but not least, Janis Joplin for the sheer chaotic factor. I'd not let her drive though. There's something about Jack Daniels and heroin which would probably make me reluctant to haver her behind the wheel.
Right now my body feels beat ta shit. But for what ever reason I feel proud of my self. I just worked about 14 or 15 hour day and my knees and back feel like a mule kicked me but in my heart I feel so calm.
Because for those 15 hours I forgot about so many aspects of my life that bring tears to... Read More
The other night this girl I went out with invited me up "because it's a long ride to your house". So I went up with her. And I just laid in the bed next to her in her bed.(no couch)
And laid there.
I tried giving her a kiss then realized she really was trying to be nice. It was not a shinning moment in... Read More
I just got off a indie feature with a punk rock girl band gets lost in a forrest right but none of them had on fucking tattoo. It was kind of a bunch of chicks with torn pants and shit. What ah jip.
Ha, I used to think I could be a writer. When I was a teenager and heavily deluded. Thanks for thinking I could write a book though. Makes me blush. But seriously, my writing is pretty lame. Just silly self musings, never much fun for anyone else to read.