the sweet joy of not having a billion shifts for a little while is abruptly demolished when you realize you only made 80 quid, in two weeks. seriously.
whatever this money is gunna pay a phone bill...
TONIGHT. is the night
for lists.
L I S T S
i like sitting in my room and ranting about things i should have ranted about a long time ago. i really like it. things are really starting to surface and i have to realize its the only way im ever gunna get over shit. so yeah. i have to stop carrying around this huge bag of hate/anger and just bike around a little moe and sit in what we now call " the sanctuary "
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this is hface
I DONT NEED ROADS WHERE IM GOING
alaska, i'll find my feet and then we'll meet
this is hface
i have a heartbeat
.
I DONT NEED ROADS WHERE IM GOING
DONT NEED HIGHWAYS
BIWAYS OR TRIWAYS
I JUST NEED FLY AWAYS
.
Bukowski
b u r n
"the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing.. but burn, burn, burn like roman candles across the night"- Jack Kerouac
he said she said
"its not classy." she said
"you made it look good under the bridge." he said
"you made it look good under the bridge." he said
some color for this
alaska, i'll find my feet and then we'll meet
word
you can't stop the rain or the reign
life imitates art right now..
art will soon imitate life..but exagerate it..to make it more interesting, gripping even.
money matters to much, to much for anything.
life imitates art right now..
art will soon imitate life..but exagerate it..to make it more interesting, gripping even.
money matters to much, to much for anything.
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