meridien

after three years of college english i think it can best be summed up like this:
fuck, i really, really want to fuck.
.... hmmm, some roommate on roommate action perhaps?
but this seems kind of ridiculous because if i am not even able to get myself off ( two weeks and counting. . . ) how could i do it for anyone else?

this...
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in addition, i hate when i do things for other people instead of for me
also, when i do something that i know will eventually make me unhappy

i am listening to wolf eyes.
i tried to get myself off, but lost my ambition and just laid there and stared at the ceiling. i have no sex drive, my roommate got laid by a random girl and is now acting like he's angry, what the fuck is wrong ?
his tatoo's for honesty sake make me laugh everytime i see them, he might...
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things i hate:
1. roommates
2. boys that act like girls
3. people who smile at me when i am hating everyone
4.girls who go from one guy to the next
5. people who have an agenda
6.liars
7. knowing people have hated me for doing the majority of the above.
8. walking into a room where you know the people were just talking about...
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why is it that even after you offer someone the only form of payment that you are willing to give they feel that they can refuse and decide on the one they want
i will give you money
not sex
ever.
but, don't give up. . . that's right, i was just playing hard to get. . .
ask me if i want to ride...
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beauty flows down the streets softly, calmly without interrupting the heat waves that dance in regulated lines
a slowed hallucinogen that remains through out the days
the intensity without the urgency
up and down
up and down
like electric poles along a stretch of highway

i love riding my bike and being alone in my head except for light thoughts of events that have past...
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my numbness to my environment is a welcome change as well as a disease manifestation that is only now cutting itself out of my skin

things might be made a bit strange because i have a problem that involves geography and alchohol

the mundane in life is becoming more and more appealing, when i do start to miss the ups and downs i hope to have enough sense to go back down

my peace of mind has disintigrated like a log on the fire
( the long and short of it)

god, isn't that the way of it
everything could not be better... then it all just falls apart
... is it so wrong to not want to be the one to pick up the pieces?

these hormones will be the death of me