listening 2 Fix You and contemplating everything ive done the first 15 years of my life. i cant believe it 15 an already 2 counts of Grand Theft Auto. im a bad little kid.
cant seem to find my darn had phones so i can go to sleep! oh well. i guess ill have to listen to the sound of monsters under my bed and in my head. my fingers hurt. too much guitar i guess but i gotta practice if imma play any better. btw the pic is of me wen i was a dog 2 years ago:)
a pictures worth a thousand words. like this onwe. why was i doing this? where did i do this? what made me think it was a good idea? well.. 1. i was board 2.in my room 3.i thought it wood be fun if i had a picture of me jumping in the air. and theres a little under 1000 words. altho it may be a 1000 but i dont know i wasnt counting. you can count if you like. or ill count for u ready?
one....two...three.four..five...six...seven....eight....nine....ten....eleven.....twelve.....thirteen.....fourteen....fifteen....sixteeen. ah fukin screw it i dont think i can count a thousand words. instead ill axe my eleven followers some Qs.
1. if you could have one last meal what woul it be?
2. if you could be in a cartoon which would it be?
3. if it were your last day on earth and you were as healthy as a clam what would you do and who would have to be there with u?
~make peace love and babys~