I look back at the past, and I see things I could have fixed, things I could have had, things I could have avoided, people I could have helped, and I can feels these thoughts moshing, and thrashing in my head to the point that I actually provoke a hea ache.
Hahaha then I think about the good little patches I got to live through. The people I effected in a good way, the girls I had the honor the be with, the loyal friends i made, the jokes, the random crap that just cooks your heart to that temp where you feel baked. I love to look back on my life... and I hate it.. theres no way to have just one. But hey, now more than ever the future looks bright... I'm new.. eighteen... less retarded... and ready for any fire left to seer me, and above all ready to finally cross that finishline into the mother f*cking promised land.
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A Talking Raccoon... Interesting
Just me posting random writings, quotes, and any thing else that my screwy little head can think of.
Fight For Whats Right, And Enjoy The Little Things