January 2011
3 posts
Don’t fucking tell me when I can and can’t be your friend. Not cool. Not what friends do. Been through that more than my share. I can choose, too.
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As January comes to an end - one twelfth of the year - it’s time to get it all out. I’ve never been much for New Years’ resolutions, let alone following them. Though they always seem to give everybody drive…right? Something to work towards? Or, in my opinion, fail at. I’ve got only two goals for this year (so far):
1. Write a book.
2. Record an album. (one of...
Stranger in a Strange Land
It’s weird, because of the amount of time I spend at home by myself, at night, to see my family here during the day. I practically live out of my backpack - for school, work, or leisure - carrying it everywhere I go, filled with the “necessities” of life. And when I see my parents in what is actually their house, it feels like they are actually just relatives, coming to visit me...