grr i dislike this prettyboy picture...
<<<<<<<right there..
i want to burn it... hahaha
more and more everyday i stare into the mirror... closer i get eith every look... i stare into each pore.. examine each growing hair more i realize the flesh on the outside is not me.. is is not meant to be attractive.. and i sure as hell dont feel like a pretty boy...
what's up... hmmm...
each adventure leaves a new scar..scars are pretty... looking nice being all dressed up and fancy... i'll save tat for someone else...i for some reason through everythign i've experienced... cant handle being pretty... too much work.. effort..un intelligently spent money...
if i could find a chick that did not call me "hot" and was more interested in what im doing with my hands or where the markings came from on my arms... and not how her and her girlfriends think my ass is cute and tell me i need to wear nicer clothes.. i love my torn jeans....
over exertion on exterior appearance.... for some reason now i am dissapointed.... i dont even bother approaching attractive women... i need to find that girl hiding in the corner her hair over her peirceings hery eyes beautifully distant while she picks the clay from her nails knowing that she accomplished something...
wow that's difrent then my usuall shallow racing comment..
BTW i had a hyper day so i changed all but two parts of my stereo today... and put some cool shit in my buddy's (stupid) civic... so when i got home.. he put a dell on my lap ... said dude.. thanks....this is for you...
turns out he's really appreciative.. but i dont know why now.. we've been doing this shit for 11 years.. why give un-needed presents back? actually i needed the puter...
i love this... 11 years 4 friends.. we have survived everything... EVERYTHING.....and now... this thursday... we all leave... one to combat... two to the east coast... and in a few morew weekends.. me to kentucky....and 6 months...later.. back overseas again... we never thought the day would come... now i feel like a 12 year old girl...
but im a big boy so i wont cry.. but i will definatley sit alone for an evening rembering... you can never ever forget the past... it makes you who you are...
so to everyone to misses their other halfs...
i understand... C you all later...
GO VISIT YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHERS!!!
and pratice world domination hahahhaha
<<<<<<<right there..
i want to burn it... hahaha
more and more everyday i stare into the mirror... closer i get eith every look... i stare into each pore.. examine each growing hair more i realize the flesh on the outside is not me.. is is not meant to be attractive.. and i sure as hell dont feel like a pretty boy...
what's up... hmmm...
each adventure leaves a new scar..scars are pretty... looking nice being all dressed up and fancy... i'll save tat for someone else...i for some reason through everythign i've experienced... cant handle being pretty... too much work.. effort..un intelligently spent money...
if i could find a chick that did not call me "hot" and was more interested in what im doing with my hands or where the markings came from on my arms... and not how her and her girlfriends think my ass is cute and tell me i need to wear nicer clothes.. i love my torn jeans....
over exertion on exterior appearance.... for some reason now i am dissapointed.... i dont even bother approaching attractive women... i need to find that girl hiding in the corner her hair over her peirceings hery eyes beautifully distant while she picks the clay from her nails knowing that she accomplished something...
wow that's difrent then my usuall shallow racing comment..
BTW i had a hyper day so i changed all but two parts of my stereo today... and put some cool shit in my buddy's (stupid) civic... so when i got home.. he put a dell on my lap ... said dude.. thanks....this is for you...
turns out he's really appreciative.. but i dont know why now.. we've been doing this shit for 11 years.. why give un-needed presents back? actually i needed the puter...
i love this... 11 years 4 friends.. we have survived everything... EVERYTHING.....and now... this thursday... we all leave... one to combat... two to the east coast... and in a few morew weekends.. me to kentucky....and 6 months...later.. back overseas again... we never thought the day would come... now i feel like a 12 year old girl...
but im a big boy so i wont cry.. but i will definatley sit alone for an evening rembering... you can never ever forget the past... it makes you who you are...
so to everyone to misses their other halfs...
i understand... C you all later...
GO VISIT YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHERS!!!
and pratice world domination hahahhaha
their loss.. hahahahhahaha
Here is a pic of my fav. off the beaten path-moblile
and my fav for on the road...
I'm a little biased, I have had one of these save my life and that sort of thing will do that to you I suppose.