July 2010
Fuck you,
Facebook.
weak, scared.
I can’t feel like this anymore.
I’ve lost myself.
I’m scared.
I’m sad.
Now that I'm vegetarian again,
Lunch. Portabella Mushroom Burger with Tomato, Arugala, Spinach, Avocado, Red Pepper Hummus and Goat Cheese on Wheat.
I feel you in my veins, I see you in my dreams.
My dreams are not dreams laced without you. That’s so cheesy, but its subconscience so I accept it for what it is. I sat through that, woke up with sweat dripping. I try not to be sad when I think of you. I try to just objectively look at the situation.
Objectively. Such a silly word.
Anyways, I’ve decided to go vegetarian again. I won’t lie, I’m pretty ecstatic that...
I either,
Need to get on anti anxiety meds or take a long fucking vacation.
I'm not sure,
Why I let you run me down like that.
But I did, so congrats.
Anthony Porcelli.
It was good to see you last night. I miss you. Still. Everyday. Everytime I see Cole, I can feel the part of him that is missing. That he misses, times one hundred. We all think about you a lot. Like I said…it was just really nice to see you in my dreams.
America Bless You,
I just threw up all of Andy Patterson’s beer.
…Do you even know how to spell that. God.
I miss my best friends,
Barbenly ‘Baby Vegas Bah B-Bam’ Vergara.
Hannah ‘Hanny Bo Nanny Mo-’ Morales.
Kyle ‘kyle bo byle banana fanna fo fyle’ Stanford.
Tamara ‘TamTam Le Tigre’ Austin.
Jessie ‘jbrown!’ Brown.
Repeatitive, but they all have nick names I luh to call them.
I haven’t seen enough of them for quite sometime. Such a bummer wave.
You know how I know I'm gay?
Coldplay songs always tug my heart-strings.
Pizza.
I would kill a man for some pizza right now.
Cold Showers Save Lives.
Week One of doing at least 30 minutes of working out (keeping my heart-rate at a cardio level) has been a success! My legs and arms are super sore. That’s cool, though. I’ve got some fatty parts to lose.
I love you,
Nick Twisp.
