STATUE OF LIBERTINE...
...was working on this pledge to finally flush all those vices down the drain after a mad night of running drunk and talking to almost everyone on the streets post-Comfest (happens in Columbus last weekend of June)...drank myself to an unlikely event of non-violent rages...spoke to strangers on the street running wild...said something to someone, ran up a flight stairs, lost my balance on the way back down...landed on bended knees...could barely walk back to M's place...left a trail of blood behind me, the right leg might even be broken.
...was hoping to find my ex-girlfriend, that one special red-head, at the event...but her sparkling green-eyes only left me dreaming...she probably had better places to be...a sweet tune to share with another man infatuated with her riddles of her mindfulness of blissful awakenings to successfully appeal to the climax of moments...was never a boring time with her by my side.
She is why I will find this next 4th of July to be a tragic event. This will be the anniversary of the very last time I truly did fall in love. Gonna get tear-jerky a lot this week... just know it. Gonna wish I had a girlfriend to hump away the pain and get it over it...but I can't. Is never that easy.
...was working on this pledge to finally flush all those vices down the drain after a mad night of running drunk and talking to almost everyone on the streets post-Comfest (happens in Columbus last weekend of June)...drank myself to an unlikely event of non-violent rages...spoke to strangers on the street running wild...said something to someone, ran up a flight stairs, lost my balance on the way back down...landed on bended knees...could barely walk back to M's place...left a trail of blood behind me, the right leg might even be broken.
...was hoping to find my ex-girlfriend, that one special red-head, at the event...but her sparkling green-eyes only left me dreaming...she probably had better places to be...a sweet tune to share with another man infatuated with her riddles of her mindfulness of blissful awakenings to successfully appeal to the climax of moments...was never a boring time with her by my side.
She is why I will find this next 4th of July to be a tragic event. This will be the anniversary of the very last time I truly did fall in love. Gonna get tear-jerky a lot this week... just know it. Gonna wish I had a girlfriend to hump away the pain and get it over it...but I can't. Is never that easy.
