i do not know much about anything, save for a few historical facts and stories about women. i was a baby boy once. i was kid once too. i spent time as a soldier (although i was quite young) and i spent my entirety on love as well. but now it's all a front and a simple routine. get drunk and write about whatever. get more drunk and write about her. get wasted and fall asleep watching war movies. you shouldn't read these words, let alone take them seriously (with any validity). it's not really who i am but it is sometimes. people are blindsided by life and it's shit (it's not always shit) and things are gone which can never be brought back, love and life and friends and such. i know i am young and this is just silliness (it's late and there were a few beers in the fridge) but i sincerely miss her skin. you'll be sick of these words soon enough if not already. i just miss certain things.
    

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