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I'm home, for a day at least.
i come home to the same old room with the same old walls and a mirror behind the door.
i come home to the same pictures same magazines same clothes on the floor..
no license, no job, no problem.
Dont care what so ever.
skateboarding is still my favorite.
even if my back is bent after it.
vans are awesome but dont last.
have heart and lucero is literally all i listen to.
i love graffiti and acoustic guitar competitions.
Most girls i meet nowdays are vegetarian.
random entry.
whatevs

i'll try

almost 5 am,
i've been alone on the computer with a guitar by my side all day.
i'm broke,
i have no money or any source of income at all.
i'm going backwards,
instead of making bills i am canceling things.
no end,
i see no end to being like this.
music plays,
lucero, mxpx, and have heart.


without any sarcasm in my head i can honestly say that 2008 is by far the best year of my american life. Now after reading the beginning you might ask "how is that possible?"
-great friends:best friends-
"J" named ones, college graduate ones, all sewn up with bad tattooes ones, and married ones.