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ROB

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About Me

Crown and Coke is a bitch. Especially when you drink 7 too many of them, and then make your girlfriend take a cab home all by herself. Haha. The Loft has some crazy fucking stories thus far. And I imagine there to be more. I can think of nothing better in life than spending time with Jasmine. Crazy nights at Palazio, Expo, downtown, or just chillin with Joey and April. Sometimes we'll just lay and chill in my room. She went rollerblading and busted her wrist. Now she's a gimp. And if you see her cast, now you can ask her what being "chili dog'd" means. Her tattoo, piercing, and any other crazy time that she's had, she's probably spent it with me. I have to jump in the box now. So I'll be back...

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

If I meet you, and you dont like me within the first five minutes of talking to me, something is VERY wrong...

My Blog

Capitol Reef

When I came to the dense selection of nothingI was counting on lucidity.An etching that would rise up from the drama of horizonsLike a call to arms from this urn of ancient oceans.But the silence had ...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Dec 2009 00:19:00 GMT

Mercury Farenheit

Change happens in strange ways. Within. Its beyond mysterious.You told me something. And I repeat it over and over in my head. Over and over sometimes while I strum a guitar and think of things to say...
Posted by on Mon, 11 May 2009 03:48:00 GMT

Night Driving

When I wake up, all I see is you. Perfect and beautiful, and haunting me. Portraits taken in the summer. September 1st. The lie. It's like a curse. I can't let go. I just keep holding on. Waiting for ...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 10:39:00 GMT

In The Morning And Amazing...

Its 3:00 am. My eyes are red. I dont even know what to do with myself. I feel like this is a total uphill battle for me. It's so fucking hard. Literally. The pain in my chest is always there now. Ever...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Apr 2009 01:00:00 GMT

Translations

You dont know her. Not the way I do. Nights like those dont come along but once in a full moon, orange and bright, and lit. So let me tell you why I know these things. Because philosophy dictates so. ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Oct 2008 06:08:00 GMT

Sara Jo

Holding on tight to my phone, I listen to her tell me stories, and reminisce about long time love tragedies, fallen heroes here and there, her broken heart, and the night she had an epiphany that sent...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Oct 2008 03:02:00 GMT

The Great Gatsby

It comes in waves. The surge of energy, the wish to spray my canvas with blogs of mind-blowing metaphors of how you make me wish a second, third, and fourth time....make me wish I was something more t...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 05:04:00 GMT