WAYNE

"I’m not an example for how people should live their lives. Never in my life would I ever set out to be an example for people on how to live their lives. If you need an example for how to live, then you just shouldn’t have been born. Straight up. I am a great role model, because I’m only a role model for two, and that’s all. That’s what matters to me - those two. So why don’t you worry about yours, and let them worry about theirs? I got mine."

As much as I hate myself, I hate you more
But I still smile when you come through that door
And as much as I hate my life, I hate yours too
Just can't seem to teach myself to ignore you
This is for the men*, not every man*
Just the ones that drive me crazy, the ones that scream SAVE ME
I wanna thank you all for everything you gave me
Now lean in and taste me

good day good sir

early morning skype sesh with my women

coffee already made when i awake

studying for poetry in bed

texting

outkast / big sean

baked doritos

my life is awesome

when the door shut i felt like the last person on earth

it's 409 it's storming & i'm wide awake. i can only hear the birds the thunder and 8tracks.com.

highlights from the past 5 hours:

Bleed Slow - Atmosphere

15 minutes - Deadmau5

Beba - PANTyRAiD

Avratz - Infected Mushroom

Ice Cold - I Self Divine

Young Folks - Yeezy

i could smoke myself to sleep but i might just stay awake & listen to the dark.

dear adderall,

are you mad at me? there is so much i need to do with you right now, but instead i'm wasting the precious time i have with you on fb & blogger... i have to write a 2 page presentation on skakespeare. i used to do my best work with you, and i am feeling abandoned. it's cinco de mayo & i chose YOU OVER MARGARITAS. how do you not understand how big of a deal that is? i even made coffee... i know how much you love that. now return the favor. let's sling some bullshit like old times. i love you to the moon & back. i hope you haven't forgotten how we used to be.

-sars

can't sleep. can't miss a man like i can't miss court dates

what sucks is that i know exactly what i'm doing but i can't help myself.

acutely aware that it's self-destructing; different in nature but in principle the same.

get what i want, ride the high for seconds/minutes/hours/days/weeks/months/wishicouldn'tsayyears at a time

i know(knew, will know) exactly the way he will make me feel. it's a very specific feeling, but it can't be what i'm chasing.

it's that euphoria. that smile. it's everyone you know telling you not to, not him. it's that taste. it's the mess i made(am making, will make) with him.