ok i have been sucking on the updating tip but i've actually been doing stuff
ps i think faerie is effin tempting
so yeah i have been working at summit coffee again and doing drugs and trying to make this movie for my video art class and skateboarding in nice weather and on freezing nights and driving too much and trying to play good in a band again and loosing my keys 2 times too many
also the older sister of my best friend whom i was also pretty close to died on friday night, it really shouldnt have happened. i hate chemicals. its really fucking sad. the funeral is today, it will be the first funeral of my adult life and i really dont know how its going to go. but ive just been over at wills a good bit really just drinking and being there. sarah schoch was a really really great person.
ok well i love yall happy belated valentines day. i hope you got laid. better yet, in a dumpster.
muchlove, chris
ps archers of loaf know what theyre fucking talking about
Bit my lip
And it's the same thing.
Now I'm reduced to a pulp.
Your undisturbed and decorated
Decorations lie.
You're hounded by pulse
Stabbed by spit
And your brain fits
Despite your ears.
Another one has run in.
Rottin and gossiped,
You're all used up
With a burst up shell. (?)
Why're you gonna try it
If you know you don't like it
How're you gonna give it up
If you ain't got it.
Why're you gonna use it
If you think that it's broke.
Why're you gonna swell the show (?)
The things that you're breaking down, down, down.
Down cold thresh flesh paste
Deliver hate paste.
Voices sick and swelling
You say you don't like it.
You say you don't like it.
But you just don't get it
You just don't get it.
You're hounded by pulse,
Stabbed by spit
And your brain shits
To clog your ears.
A casual mark
Made by a bird.
What you lost
With your fair hands.
Why're you gonna try it
If you know you don't like it.
How're you gonna give it up
If you ain't got it.
Why're you gonna use it
If you think that it's broke
Why're you gonna swell the show
The things that you're breaking down, down, down
ps i think faerie is effin tempting
so yeah i have been working at summit coffee again and doing drugs and trying to make this movie for my video art class and skateboarding in nice weather and on freezing nights and driving too much and trying to play good in a band again and loosing my keys 2 times too many
also the older sister of my best friend whom i was also pretty close to died on friday night, it really shouldnt have happened. i hate chemicals. its really fucking sad. the funeral is today, it will be the first funeral of my adult life and i really dont know how its going to go. but ive just been over at wills a good bit really just drinking and being there. sarah schoch was a really really great person.
ok well i love yall happy belated valentines day. i hope you got laid. better yet, in a dumpster.
muchlove, chris
ps archers of loaf know what theyre fucking talking about
Bit my lip
And it's the same thing.
Now I'm reduced to a pulp.
Your undisturbed and decorated
Decorations lie.
You're hounded by pulse
Stabbed by spit
And your brain fits
Despite your ears.
Another one has run in.
Rottin and gossiped,
You're all used up
With a burst up shell. (?)
Why're you gonna try it
If you know you don't like it
How're you gonna give it up
If you ain't got it.
Why're you gonna use it
If you think that it's broke.
Why're you gonna swell the show (?)
The things that you're breaking down, down, down.
Down cold thresh flesh paste
Deliver hate paste.
Voices sick and swelling
You say you don't like it.
You say you don't like it.
But you just don't get it
You just don't get it.
You're hounded by pulse,
Stabbed by spit
And your brain shits
To clog your ears.
A casual mark
Made by a bird.
What you lost
With your fair hands.
Why're you gonna try it
If you know you don't like it.
How're you gonna give it up
If you ain't got it.
Why're you gonna use it
If you think that it's broke
Why're you gonna swell the show
The things that you're breaking down, down, down
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eli:
bisou:
i miss you. send will my love. i'm drunk, watching the real world right now. i'll be home in a couple weeks. don't even worry about getting the money to come visit. have a wonderful weekend. 