tidbitt444

i'm brian.
i think too much.
i drink too much.
whenever i ask my dad how he's doing, he responds by saying medium. it's exactly where he wants to be.
i admire, envy, and despise him for that very reason.
but mostly i just love him.
and my mom.
and my brother.
and my momom who forgets who i am.
oh lord do i love her.
i regret all the goodbyes i never said.
and sometimes even more, the ones that i did.
i long to find someone that means everything to me.
and i can be everything to her.
and hopefully, in due time, i stop pulling different girls hairs from my blankets, regardless of how many times i was them. talk about a reminder of how lonely you can be.
im very impressed with the random playlist coming with my ipod. way to start with alive with the glory of love, go into masterpiece, and noew were on two hearts beat as one. back when u2 meant something.
i think my last name is stupid.
im thrilled that i just got a picture text from my pregnant friend who is about to burst in 3 weeks and her little girl is as healthy as a horse that really picks up a mood.
matter of fact, it knocked me right off of my train of thought.
i should have a 3 year old right now. but for whatever reason, that didnt work out. that took a while to recover from, but hey, i dunno. it would have been nice. and i think about it every day.
i think im a better person for everything that has happened the last few years.
my friend just told me that she's a cock fiend.
im going to go to the bathroom.
brb.
sigh.
ive sold most of my guitars. down to just a few really cool ones. and some really cool basses.
i need to play more.
optimism ruled the land.
lets bring it back.
thanks for reading.