traviscommeau

fucking crazy, you can never predict the future enough to work with it, in the past month or two not only did i land a decent job in manhattan, break up the band in a manner of speaking, and in a horrible breakup lose on of my best friends, but now not only is she pregnant... she's getting married...fills your whole body with adrenaline to hear things like that... and why is it i always meet the best people right before i leave a place? it doesn't make any goddamned sense...totally distracted today...

"'what's a nubian?,' nigga, you almost made me laugh!"