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munkysaurus (profile) wrote, on 6-23-2003 at 1:57am | |
Subject: A car? fueled by my melancholy, baby... |
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Dear Mr. J, I've taken into consideration and confirmed that I'm still existant. It's been a longgg, hard month, and my capillary capacity in my lungs is still declining by every second. Anyway, I live with my pee and step-em for a bonified remainder (until I decide to bail out). And the whole thing with living with my mom is over...Over! I didn't think I could make it. I almost ran away, once. I was looking for a homeless shelter and everything, and I found a nice comfy park bench. But, I hadn't eaten anything all day, or had a cup of liquid. Overall I had about three choices; sleep in Aberdeen, stay in the cemetary, or go home and get a reaming. I decided to walk by the house and see if anyone was home, and they were. So, I sat out front, smoked some, then went inside. And my uncle and mom chewed me out for having the worst non-god-worshiping personality in the world. A big fuck to that. Now I live with the "real" rents. Which deserves a good bam and zing. Still: - No liscense - No job - No highly time consuming life - No diploma I'm working, and have been working on it. There's a lot of strip malls and shit here. No books stores though, and that's shity. I think I still have credit at the last one I was at. And that about raps up the liner notes, Mr. J. Goodbye. 281-1326 |
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