My brother made parole this week…

Kinda slipping off track here a bit myself…got stuck on a bird…distracting…gotta cut her loose...even though it's fucking painful to do so...

I remember being in third grade, watching television with my uncle…an anti-drug commercial came on…starring the cast of the TV show, Fame…they said you can’t fly when you’re high…my uncle shouted that’s bull shit…he flies when he’s high…I was completely intrigued…I wanted to fly too…there may be a correlation here to the attainment of my first sack of grass in the fourth grade…

Si vis pacem, para bellum

"If you wish for peace, prepare for war"


It’s surprising how well and quick this beer goes down…

Ah, this night drags on…I’m a prick to some chick on the phone…idk why…

I wish I could see reality for what it is, rather than filtered through my brain…