blah blah blah...
i need more posts....
and more pics....
what the hell do i do with myself all the time that i got nothing to write about? i mean hell, just last week i drove 5 hours to see the suns play, saw the concert, went and partied with the band afterwards, and woke up the next day on the floor in a posh ass hotel suite covered in blood and bruises. and this sorta shit aint a one time thing either, this stuff happens all the time, i get dragged from party to party, concert to concert...and yet all i can ever seem to think about is that i spent the day before reading a book all day and i think gee my life sucks i should get out more often...
i think i should go out just as much but start bringing a camera so i can convince myself i was really there....
i dont even know what the fuck im talking about now so im just gonna shut up....
bye...
i need more posts....
and more pics....
what the hell do i do with myself all the time that i got nothing to write about? i mean hell, just last week i drove 5 hours to see the suns play, saw the concert, went and partied with the band afterwards, and woke up the next day on the floor in a posh ass hotel suite covered in blood and bruises. and this sorta shit aint a one time thing either, this stuff happens all the time, i get dragged from party to party, concert to concert...and yet all i can ever seem to think about is that i spent the day before reading a book all day and i think gee my life sucks i should get out more often...
i think i should go out just as much but start bringing a camera so i can convince myself i was really there....
i dont even know what the fuck im talking about now so im just gonna shut up....
bye...