AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH +Yawn...+
Okay, so yesterday I got my insurance taken care of. I applied at Olive Garden, TGIF, and Roadhouse, and I'm half-tempted to work at S'n'S for production, full-time.
So. Uh. Picked up Caico, picked up Joey, ran around a little bit... Got stoned and drove again. So I think I'm a very confused stoned driver. Then, went to Chris'. Saw Jenn, and saw Steve-O, which I was fucking happy as hell to see both of them and hang out with Adam, Dave, Chris, and Jenna and Steve-O's buds. AAAAHHH I love it, my middle finger is still swollen from all the neat rocks.
I still have to get used to the whole drunk driving thing. Hahaha, that was certainly enjoyable.
So lastnight I realized. I make silly decisions. I'm an absolute moron and I felt the fire that I was burning everything in. I burned myself trying to get rid of that last leg so I can turn to the next campsite, but the Karma Police thought I was getting a little jumpy on that one so I couldn't get over the fence. Then I go back in a stammer and sit on my knees, knocking back another one as the deer stares at me from that orange glow.
Ugh, this feels SOO...-So- so shitty. Sunspots? No longer. Now it's just a big glare from everything. Everything is anything, the reflection off of the dullest of material and materialism. My eyes are as singed as that ram is. And now I'm left with a rusty spoon. Fuck.
"Peel off the skin, we're going to burn what we were to the ground. Fuck in the fire and spin all the ashes around."
That's what I want to do.
"She turns me on... She makes me real... I have to apologize... For the way I feel... And nothing can stop me now!"
That's what I need.
I'm off. I'm surreal. My apologies are not getting accepted. God damn me... Feels like there's not enough air to fly in... +Yawn...+ I need to find something to pick me up again. I can't succumb to drastic measures, though... The war is not that dirty just yet. There may be hope.
There may me my valkyrie around here somewhere...
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Rabbit In Your Headlights. I'm in yours, too, crazy diamond...
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