crookedlines

oh my god.......11 more days. 11 more days, and we wont be in Pa. 11 more days and ill be falt ass broke. ill be living off ramon noodles, and candy. in 11 more days, ill be surrounded by what will soon be smelly man stink. i will start my ten day no shower fest. we will meet people we never have, or maybe never will again, and i already love every one of them. in 11 more days i will be driving more than i should, i will be slepping in cars parked in parking lots. ill be sleeping in other peoples homes, in their basements, living rooms, but not in a bed. i will be sleeping on the floor of the cheapest hotel/motel we could find. i will be starving, dirty, tired, i will be miles and miles from home, i will be playing songs ive played before, to people that have never heard them, and some wont like them. in 11 days, i wont be able to know whats about to happen, i will be surrounded by 8 of my best friends, i will be broke, unclean, and i dont care. in 11 days i will be gone for 10, and i cant wait. i will be doing things i always wanted to do, things that will push me futher, things i will remember forever. in 11 days i will be living a part of a dream, and i cant fucking wait.