Sunday, June 28, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
oh word?
some people at the end of their lives....after telling me to grow up every 5 seconds.....will look back and realize their life was a giant pile of shit.
cool....you'll have kids, you'll have a sweet car, and fancy house.
but you won't have one single fucking interesting story to tell anybody and you will die a boring, soul-less waste of skin and hair.
the only people who will ever give a fuck about your existence are your bosses, your phone company, your banks and your fucking credit cards.
eat a dick....im getting drunk
cool....you'll have kids, you'll have a sweet car, and fancy house.
but you won't have one single fucking interesting story to tell anybody and you will die a boring, soul-less waste of skin and hair.
the only people who will ever give a fuck about your existence are your bosses, your phone company, your banks and your fucking credit cards.
eat a dick....im getting drunk
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
can i live?!
ripped pants.
stained shitty tee shirts.
broken cymbals.
fucked up drums.
busted skateboard.
3 dollars in my wallet.
no possible job prospects whatsoever.
this is fun.
stained shitty tee shirts.
broken cymbals.
fucked up drums.
busted skateboard.
3 dollars in my wallet.
no possible job prospects whatsoever.
this is fun.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
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