i crave the day this will all go away now that the leash is throw on the ground. so besides feeling like crap most of the time, and drinking and smoking throughout the night, ive managed to seek some solace in the company of friends.
so as the day would pass again, i vow to drag myself out of this shack and refuse to have any thing get in my way. YEAH RIGHT! but we'll see how it goes. maybe a car would hit me and i wouldnt have to feel anymore. but for that instance if the deep impact doesnt slay me, id hope for the old woman in the car to step out and take her umbrella with her and beat the shit out of me till i become terminally and forever paralysed. if that still doesnt work, sorry world, i'm here to stay around to be the manice that ive been.
italy and france is gonna go on tonight! it's going to be the LAST DAY of the world cup series, and i'm so happy that life is gonna go back to normal.. wake up, school, eat, study, sleep. NO MORE WORLD CUP! GO ITALIA!
so fire away! the tanks are set and we're ready to go. prepare the horses, prepare the men. we're ready for that one goal. believe it or not, we were not prepared. because the breakdown was sudden, we were awaken. in succinct note, you better be informed. your present time is numbered, pandora box is opened. fraction of the sun, bullet in my gun.
my event preps are fucked. it's 3 days away, we dont have any participants and the time line has not been set. i'm fucked!
backdoor, backstab
posted by jonathan @ 12:15 PM
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