Thats it

I think this is the only graduation picture I have, But I have proof  (: yay me  oh9!! 

A long night.  An empty sunrise.  Wandering the city street, sprinkled with morning gold, should have been beautiful.  But staring into empty eyes in the cracked mirror of a corner store is nothing of poetry or paintings.  

A dirty shirt with too many stains to count, a pair of jeans that reek of sin and sweat, hair untidy, and face bare.  Desolate.  Blank expression, wasted bones. The people walking by think this is a statement.  In a way it is.  It screams out, Who is out there?  Who will save me, please?  

Splash water onto your face, and cuss at the person pounding on the door (Gas stations always have the dirtiest bathrooms).  Use your finger as a toothbrush.  Borrow the body spray that sits on the counter.  Walk out, with hands shoved into pockets and pants; or clutched at heads that will not stop the drilling.  

Make your way home.  

Until you remember that you’ve forgotten what home even is.

wow

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1k3ad6ONLE

Won't let me post the video but still

haven't been here for a while

“ Maybe I’ll be giving up on love in L.A. Nobody came my way, and I’d have to say I’m giving up on love in this town. Nobody came around. I wish I could say I found love in L.A"

Random thoughts 

when I move out I will live off two things

1. Fruit Roll ups
2. and Sex.