tristen

Felt like I just did a scene for a movie.
covered a fifty sq foot sandy patch of ground surrounded in stones with lighter fluid, lit a cuban cigar... took a good long drag... lit a pack of blackcats and tossed it in.
Watched the blackcats fire off and be instantly enveloped in a rolling sea of fire contained within the paramaters of the stones. Watched the ripples of flame dance across the firey sea... made up for almost an entire day full of shit.


Phrase of the day: Fire good...

Question of the day: When is this day going to fucking end!

Need of the day: Fire, and lots of it



1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to put this on your Journal and see what I say about you?

everyone is shooting off fireworks but me...
This is hard for a fucking pyromaniac to deal with... i'm gonna have to burn down a town or something now...