I guess it is not what I needed.
Apparently someone else seems to know what I need more then I do.
I do not believe that things like this are so easy. Sort of like the girl I just met, she is not really an object, more like an animal, something that breathes but isn't real. Well not quite, just a drunker then you are sort of rampage.
A velvet Chaser, that is my pain eraser. What is it chasing exactly? Of that I have no clue, but I know what it is running from and that is much worse in all comparisions.
Just a small amount of wiskey in my coffie, I swear it. It seems that my car is about to explode, I better be a little nicer to it. But speed, it never gets old. The faster you move the slower time goes. Well note really it actually goes at the same rate for you and faster for everyone else. Is this is?my midlife crisis, that is how you can tell you are getting old, well maybe a little to old. But I guess it is better that way. I still ive to rage, to cause hell and bring about my own version of the truth. It will happens, just not today, and probably not tomorrow. But without the drugs, without the booze what would I be doing anyways?
Apparently someone else seems to know what I need more then I do.
I do not believe that things like this are so easy. Sort of like the girl I just met, she is not really an object, more like an animal, something that breathes but isn't real. Well not quite, just a drunker then you are sort of rampage.
A velvet Chaser, that is my pain eraser. What is it chasing exactly? Of that I have no clue, but I know what it is running from and that is much worse in all comparisions.
Just a small amount of wiskey in my coffie, I swear it. It seems that my car is about to explode, I better be a little nicer to it. But speed, it never gets old. The faster you move the slower time goes. Well note really it actually goes at the same rate for you and faster for everyone else. Is this is?my midlife crisis, that is how you can tell you are getting old, well maybe a little to old. But I guess it is better that way. I still ive to rage, to cause hell and bring about my own version of the truth. It will happens, just not today, and probably not tomorrow. But without the drugs, without the booze what would I be doing anyways?
hazelscum134:
Hey scumbag, another crazy day in the mind of samuel woodbury I see. Glad to see you haven't completely blown your lid. Or well atleast you can still act like yyour still sanish. You write some cool shit, it's weird seems a good amount of my thoghs comeout of your mouth. Must of been all the water back home, or all that shit beer(OLYMPIA) we drank at school. I'm not to sure what I'm doing as far as my life is concerned. I really want to finish school and get my life started, but what the fuck is the fun in that? And this whole hookin' back up w/ lori also blows my mind. I was so ready to leave and then in like 2 weeks everything changed again. What the fuck?? I've even trying not to get absolutly smashed everytime I go to the bar. Weird pains and thoghts streaming through me, I wish I could just figure that myself out first 