tankie

Awww i sit here, wasting whats left of my youth... Thinking why the fuck am i here? If i wasnt here where would i be? With San Diego on my mind and warm egg nog on my lips i pounder. Why do we make the choices we make everyday? Do you beleive things happen for a reason, or by chance? I like to think they happen for a reason. What gives people the right to interfere with an others life? Do they not know or care to think the consiquences? San Diego... It grows on you, the beaches, the people, and the weather. This is a lame blog... Im going to go look at more girls...