sinking feeling in my soul.. radiohead reminds me of a semifamilar face, but tonight i couldnt resist.. so ive been listening to:
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Let Down
Creep
You
Karma Police
Thinking About You
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it reminds me of it all.. long drive.. smoking on the porch... a 3 hour bike ride... movies and beer... nervously shaking... losing my shoes... ice cold swim with a hot shower to follow.. I <3 video... destroying the mattress... losing the car and getting lost... intoxicated tree climbing... a city i love but will never see... roof top discussions... throwing darts around the office... street corner kissing... video games.. gross alcoholic mango drinks... waking to the smell of coffee... all day/all night IM'ing... wireless coffee shops... alternative toy store... always leaving something behind (like vintage jackets).. intense eye contact... all these things make me sad to think of.
im tired. i have created the new trend in tans.. a 5 inch arm band that is.. yes.. right around where armor would be worn on the wrist.. 3/4 length sleeves +motorcycle gloves + 3 hours in the blazzzzing sun equals a new fashion statement.
i cannot be you.. i can only be me. i wont write like you.. i wont think like you altho we may think the same thing sometimes.. my vocabulary is my own and yes.. i do creat my owns words sometimes.. but hey.. i didnt run for president.. but i guess education isnt a requirement anymore to run the country.. so maybe i should. ill never be as smart as you.. or a smart ass like you... not like you anyways. im not sure what this means but i suppose its for someone i cant touch, or see. like an imaginary friend, or an invisible personality. depression today.. life tomorrow.. heartache the next and my salvation to follow.. and after that.. death.. unless death is my salvation. i dont know what this life is for. i dont know its purpose. i dont know how my life will end. i dont know a lot of things. im not sure if ill die happy or sad and im not sure what the consequence will be for either, im not sure if there is one. maybe when i die ill just be a memory stored in the earth and people will think its a ghost but it will just be different pieces of my soul i lost along the way.. maybe i will die when i have lost every piece of my soul... and i am nothing more than a heart beat.. then nothing.
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*later that evening i realized i could finally put some new(er) pix on the site since i have the net again.. so i did*
and pix of the things in my life... random shit mainly but still fasinating...
good hair day
its not my way
lost soul
modern saints
that place we both know
the "no" crowd
the "no" crowd 2
me and lauren are doing really well.. she wants me to let you know shes a sweetheart.. she is..
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Let Down
Creep
You
Karma Police
Thinking About You
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it reminds me of it all.. long drive.. smoking on the porch... a 3 hour bike ride... movies and beer... nervously shaking... losing my shoes... ice cold swim with a hot shower to follow.. I <3 video... destroying the mattress... losing the car and getting lost... intoxicated tree climbing... a city i love but will never see... roof top discussions... throwing darts around the office... street corner kissing... video games.. gross alcoholic mango drinks... waking to the smell of coffee... all day/all night IM'ing... wireless coffee shops... alternative toy store... always leaving something behind (like vintage jackets).. intense eye contact... all these things make me sad to think of.
im tired. i have created the new trend in tans.. a 5 inch arm band that is.. yes.. right around where armor would be worn on the wrist.. 3/4 length sleeves +motorcycle gloves + 3 hours in the blazzzzing sun equals a new fashion statement.
i cannot be you.. i can only be me. i wont write like you.. i wont think like you altho we may think the same thing sometimes.. my vocabulary is my own and yes.. i do creat my owns words sometimes.. but hey.. i didnt run for president.. but i guess education isnt a requirement anymore to run the country.. so maybe i should. ill never be as smart as you.. or a smart ass like you... not like you anyways. im not sure what this means but i suppose its for someone i cant touch, or see. like an imaginary friend, or an invisible personality. depression today.. life tomorrow.. heartache the next and my salvation to follow.. and after that.. death.. unless death is my salvation. i dont know what this life is for. i dont know its purpose. i dont know how my life will end. i dont know a lot of things. im not sure if ill die happy or sad and im not sure what the consequence will be for either, im not sure if there is one. maybe when i die ill just be a memory stored in the earth and people will think its a ghost but it will just be different pieces of my soul i lost along the way.. maybe i will die when i have lost every piece of my soul... and i am nothing more than a heart beat.. then nothing.
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*later that evening i realized i could finally put some new(er) pix on the site since i have the net again.. so i did*
and pix of the things in my life... random shit mainly but still fasinating...
good hair day
its not my way
lost soul
modern saints
that place we both know
the "no" crowd
the "no" crowd 2
me and lauren are doing really well.. she wants me to let you know shes a sweetheart.. she is..
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lol i hate weird tans. my stomach and back are white while my arms and face are tan