Of all the things I’ve learned in the last year. It’s that hope might just be the best thing in the world.
I’ve found myself sleeping odd hours because the people I’d normally associate with just don’t interest me. It’s not their fault. I guess I’m just not easily amused.
When I’m asleep I dream.
When I’m awake I find my self dreaming I was asleep.
They called him “Douche-Moses”. HAHAHAHA
The last time I posted anything like this…
some creeper started stalking me in Fresno.
Let’s hope this doesn’t happen again.
…what my weekend consists of.