Holy shit. By that I mean, of course, the fecal matter of Jesus.
And once again, things get even more complicated.
I am in the middle of what has now become a horribly confused hexagon of intersecting relationships. and nothing is ever easy.
Hookah Bar makes me happy.
Life confuses me.
Andrew W.K. is coming back to New York. I know, I'm a fucking dork. but what can you do?
HE HAS LEFT US ALONE BUT SHAFTS OF LIGHT SOMETIMES GRACE THE CORNERS OF OUR ROOMS = new favorite album, at least for today.. a prize to whoever can figure out who it's by.
and once again we find ourselves at a turning point, a nexus. but which way to turn?
goodnight, ladies and gentlemen
And once again, things get even more complicated.
I am in the middle of what has now become a horribly confused hexagon of intersecting relationships. and nothing is ever easy.
Hookah Bar makes me happy.
Life confuses me.
Andrew W.K. is coming back to New York. I know, I'm a fucking dork. but what can you do?
HE HAS LEFT US ALONE BUT SHAFTS OF LIGHT SOMETIMES GRACE THE CORNERS OF OUR ROOMS = new favorite album, at least for today.. a prize to whoever can figure out who it's by.
and once again we find ourselves at a turning point, a nexus. but which way to turn?
goodnight, ladies and gentlemen
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Shit dude, drinking at home on the sofa makes me happy when life is confusing me
sounds good
happy late valentines day!