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It's Halloween. I have liquor (& soda), i have weed, i have cash, i have cigarettes. I had an alright day today. But i'm alone. ![]() I've been thinking lately.. And i think that if i could call Joey "mine".. And know it was true.. I'd actually be happy. I am happy with him. And i believe he's happy with me.. Then "man" takes over. I'm not the best trophy to show off. I'm a tiny, honest, easy-going, independant, hard workin', smokin', drinkin', redneck at heart. Also, i think that even the things that most men find attractive about that.. May be problems with me. I work a lot.. and i don't fix my appearance forEVER. Also, along with independance.. comes pride (in my situation). Makes me seem like an idiot sometimes. Also, just for the record.. I drink like a sailor. And i get some sort of internal happiness that i can't explain when i get real shitfaced and fuck up my life. Well.. not happiness.. just humor. I mean.. sometimes i can drink all night.. and feel fine. But there are times that i want to get shit faced.. and have a retarded story to tell.. and i do. if i want to.. i just do it I smell like pumpkin. "You laugh at nothing in the pouring rain.. You try to tell yourself your not insane." Post a comment in response: |
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