Saturday, July 08, 2006
fuck crowdsurfing (a mistake in progress.)
normal expectations were on the run, but it seems you've sapped the fun. and you turned me into a post-statement liar, balancing on this debasement high-wire. faster than i had a chance to say, "what the fuck?" and the friendship is stuck. jesus fucking christ, your mistakes are so high priced. she smacked her lips and grabbed your dick, i smacked myself for coming on the trip but now we've moved on to bigger and better things. standing in shit and i'm looking for a set of wings. the day i learn to fly i'm never coming down. in the back of my mind i hope you'll drown.
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fuck alex... this... this is why you amaze me.
fuck, i hate you.
fuck, youre talented.
one day print these, make them in a book, even if you just sell one (to someone other then me) itll be worth it.
i hate that your words are eloquently beautiful and that you write with no restraint.
fuck, i wish i could do that.
just fuck man,
this this (all this!) is why youre so fucken gorgeous.
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