I was walking into Gelson's to meet Daniel and Matt for lunch today

I wasn't really thinking about anything in particular

I was walking in and made eye contact with the man outside the door collecting for charity

a large black man in a heavy parka

it was the quickest glance

he stopped me

he told me everything was going to be ok

he told me to smile

I didn't understand at first because I had no idea I was frowning

but he assured me everything would be alright

I was kind of confused "oh.. thanks... uhh..." my usual response

I'm not sad

I don't think I am

I guess I look sad

whatever I thought it was interesting

well a guy in a skeleton costume comes up to the guy in a superman suit

runs through him with a broadsword

these are a bunch of Hayden's pictures

sorry Hayden I'm using them

smiling

buddies sitting on a volvo

more sitting on a volvo

volvo kids

monday night blues

i cant wait to live by myself

i could be in peace and relax in my room

without someone coming in to remind me to go to sleep

then deliberately leave my door open

i can bring girls home without being cock blocked

have friends over

walk around naked

not have to talk to anyone

IM A SHARK!

IM A SHAAAAARRRKK!

SUCK MY DIIIICCKKKKK!

IM A SHARK!

i like wearing sunglasses

when i wear them and talk to girl i just stare at their chest

YES

yeah it turns out my canteen was just at matt sowers's house

good day

worst day

worst day ever

i have lost my beloved canteen

i am currently drink out of a GLASS

fuck me

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weekend coming

friday

hayden fongheiser performing live standup

saturday

shenanigans then islands at the troubadour

sunday

who knows probably the usual shenanigans

i spent friday and saturday in a daze of marijuana, painkillers, energy drinks, and wine.

i cant recall much from those days

and i remember passing out at some point in a cold sweat.

it has noticeably affected my physical fitness.

i was much worse at sunday hockey this week than i was the last.

however

it was fun as fuck and i didn't really worry about anything

my bros+chemicals=awesome

fbsh

kic

remember when we had just met

i was going to take your picture for my photo class

but you changed your mind at the last minute

and said you didnt have time

because you were about to meet up with your friends and watch some kid play in his band in some yogurt place or something

i i left thinking you didnt like me

but you assured me you did

so we went to one of your friends houses so i could take her picture

it was raining

i had just gotten my car

i had just started driving

i was an awful driver

we listened to billy talent

it reminded us of the people we used to be

we got lost

so your friend stole or borrowed her moms car and guided us to her house

i took her picture

you showed me off

you pinned me down and kissed me in front of her

we left and i dropped you off eventually

rainy weather will always remind me of how you used to be

you used to be fun

youre different now though

whatever i guess i am too

goodnight

I dreamed about you days ago

you were a complete mess

died black hair

with the blonde pieces all over

your hair looked good

but your eyes were sad

hopeless

pale face

blank expression

smoking a cigarette

i dreamt you were a fuck up

you fucked every guy you knew

and tried any drug someone offered you

but i still wasn't good enough for you

i woke completely depressed

i know that wouldn't happen

the extreme of the worst

why do i care about you in my dreams

fuck you

i'm doing things differently now

no more of this shit

i'm going to be… alright

fuck…

i made my bed with new sheets

they are all crispy and soft and white

i feel like i'm on a cloud

it's pretty nice

i don't really care about anything very much

getting by

not giving up

if you are super happy or super sad you appreciate everything more

music art food air

everything is better

you don't have to be one or the other

in between completely happy and completely sad

but not that bored halfway fuck stage

it doesn't exist really it's strictly theoretical

however the fact that it does not exist does not mean that you can't be there

i got my car back... again

good car

no major malfunctions

lovely lovely car

i've been burning some bridges lately

some good ones too

whatever

no use trying to wade across the river

eh fuck metaphors

i fucked up i guess

"we are guys and guys don't have feelings"

"well bender isn't a guy, he's a robot"

goodnight

meeeeeeehhhhehehehe...

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckufckuck

start over...... done

regret it......... dont