January 2010
76 posts
I could go for a cigarette, a beer, and a boy to talk too, outside looking up at the small amount of stars that are visible. I have a memory in mind right now. A peaceful, drunken weekend in the country. It was odd how I opened up with you so easily and let out what I was thinking. You listened and laughed, but were one of the few that understood me.
gnarsunshine started following you
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I wonder at what age do friends start sticking...
ISSUEZ INC
Cory Nastazio This guy is legit. Free spirited and truly lives life doing whatever the fuck he feels like doing.
Recommend a good book thats not too long?
something that is interesting and true.
I’ve already read: Go ask Alice The Perks of Being a Wallflower A Million Little Pieces My Friend Leonard A Child Called It Tweak
but i would like to read something along those lines help me out please, i am in need of a new book quick
Today was a good day. Woke up late, hung out, went to the gym, attempted to get my nipples pierced but they wouldn’t let me cause I’m not old enough, made my way down town and chilled with my brother and dad, watched the sharks game and ate some bomb ass orange chicken. I also watched the holdup live online for a hour or so. I start my mc classes tomorrow. Not too trilled but whatever...
Quickie
This weekend is coming to an end. I start school back up on Wednesday. I’m kind of dreading it, but I guess it’s a good thing. It will give me something to do with my days and I’m starting new classes this semester. Get to meet new faces. Excited about that. I kinda hope it goes fast. Other than school I’m looking forward to this Thursday. My mom bought me and my dad SJ...
Recommend a movie?
People of Walmart →
Its sad to see how bad she fucks you up. I remember meeting you, and the smile that always laid across your face. It looked somewhat beaten up yet you could see the beauty behind it. I can’t see it anymore. All I see is a face that is blank. No passion for anything. If there was one thing I could wish for you, it would be that you could have taken the time to grieve, and have found an outlet...