…still to this day, I can’t figure out why I’d ever forget something so mundane and ordinary as my food in the fridge at work.
But hey, at least I will never forget *most* things! Oh wait, I forgot I’m now 30. That’s just… lame.
…still to this day, I can’t figure out why I’d ever forget something so mundane and ordinary as my food in the fridge at work.
But hey, at least I will never forget *most* things! Oh wait, I forgot I’m now 30. That’s just… lame.
I know I’m wrong most of the time, but I also know that when I am right, and it’s about something dear to me, I can feel it burning up inside me. I guess in the cases of more often than not, you were right. I was wrong. Hell, I wasn’t just wrong… I was past the point of no return kind of a wrong.
It wasn’t even bad luck, just a guy full of sick venom is all I ever was back then. I had my high days of course, but overall, there is no mistake about it. I was an ass, yet I wouldn’t change a thing even if it meant a real smile on my face today. I pursued certain dreams and times that I’m glad I did, even with all the dark clouds that sometimes cover up the memories in shadows, totally worth every sad guitar chord.
Look at us today. We’re such different people I assume, but I could be wrong. Yeah, you take yours and I’ll take mine. One day…. one day I think…
Who is currently studying in Hell-A, Cali. No, not all Americans are like that because that would just be stereotyping, but it seems like in any even remotely anti-American thread/topic/discussion, a piece of shit version pops up to let us all know that, as my good friend Martin puts it “You don’t think we’re perfect, then why are you even here?” Precisely.
I didn’t include the Christmas’ held in my twenty’s because I might save that for next year if we’re good enough.
Obviously I knew about this since it’s very inception since I follow Blink on fb, twitter, instagram, etc. so here it is for any of you (the imaginary victims that read this). When the single Boxing Day came out last week, and I listened to it, my heart quickly melted into a little puddle of love, joy, and sadness. It was an enriching feeling, to say the least. There is something about Blink that will always remain true to me, a huge part of my life, and something I can always, always… ALWAYS count on!
Thanks Mark, Tom and Travis!