I'm a biter, not a writer.
i just got back from a midnight x-mas serive at a friend's church. i invited my mom and we sat next to this stuck-up bitch. it was fantastic. people singing. people crying. people praying. me laughing. i was not to make fun of these people, nor to bash their silly religious beliefs. i just realized that we have all been through some shit. we all have bawled, or tried to speak to someone who is not there. it is ok. it's so nice to know we could help each other. i know it prolly won't happen, but what are you gonna do. i am going to smile and laugh at everything as much as i already do and can. i cry, but it is self pity. we all do it. i love this shit. that lady next to us was a bitch. and i told my mom that "that lady is a bitch" when we were sitting next to her. i had to laugh at that. saying bitch in a church on christmas was very liberating. so was laughing.
i am going to watch the FourStar Super Champion FunZone skate video.
it must be a full sun or new sun right now, somewhere on the planet. i am in invisible tears by the beauty of the world right now. the only reason they are not real tears is because the emotion i am feeling is of joy y happiness. shit. just smile - you're gonna die.
i feel like i can be everything to everybody.
i am having trouble accepting that i can't do that.
it is making me angry.
i am going to justify stealing music, because most of the artists i am getting are dead. if they are not dead, they have stopped taking drugs. either way, they don't need my money for drugs anymore. it's all about the music anyway.
I learned from your mistakes....I should have made my own.