lackluster

saw some old friends from highschool. one invited me to a threesome. i had to decline for fear of disease.

someone held me all weekend and now that stupid loneliness is comming back.



financial aid: free ride. [see also: fancy car]



hey lets all hate the smiths together. fuck those townies and their stupid tattoos.


raf and i have decided to become hobos and dress like super heroes to stand by the freeway off ramp holding signs that say
"beam me up GOD"
and "There is no time in space"