Oh the countdown has started. Reality is so close I think I can taste it, back to my house, back to my friends, back to alcohol, back to my car, back to racing, back to nitrous passes on the highway, back to the comic shop, back to laying down a grand on the street just to see if I still got it, Ooooooooh I can taste the sweat on my lips from the hours of sex, Oh the possibilities are endless!
Ok I got that out of my system. My whole body is tired and sore right now. Im pushing myself to hard at the gym. See the thing is Im not very artistic. I cant paint, I cant sing, I cant act, I cant dance. Im good at two things, making shit go fast and using my body as a lump of clay to be molded. So I do what anyone else does and use the skills I have. In fact its time to go do one of those now. Maybe Ill write again tonight. I just dont know. Peace
Ok I got that out of my system. My whole body is tired and sore right now. Im pushing myself to hard at the gym. See the thing is Im not very artistic. I cant paint, I cant sing, I cant act, I cant dance. Im good at two things, making shit go fast and using my body as a lump of clay to be molded. So I do what anyone else does and use the skills I have. In fact its time to go do one of those now. Maybe Ill write again tonight. I just dont know. Peace