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UPDATED 8/07: philosophy doesn’t really hurt my head. i'm just too stupid to understand it. i used to think i hate drama but that was before i realized i typically invoke it. i'm becoming better at being emotional. i still love getting my back rubbed and discovered that being outdoors is only beautiful naked. yay exhibitionism. i cant go running to clear my mind because my knees are that of an 80yr old that’s been around the block a few times; on his knees that is. finger paint makes me feel cultured and im too much of a wreck to tolerate weed - i get weird. my favorite drink used to be vodka redbull, but my love handles couldn’t tolerate the sugar. by the time sugar free came around, i became addicted to vodka on the rocks. sorry liver. loud techno feels good, but anything remixed like kelly clarskon or Madonna is most definitely better. family and friends mean everything to me, especially those few favorite ones i left back in cali. im not even spontaneous and totally predictable. tots obvi. i met my twin the other day and wanted to jump his gun. i guess that means im still in love with myself. or narcissistic. oh wait, same thing.