I’ve been feeling so homesick lately… which doesn’t even make sense. I don’t really have a home and I never have. I have the town I was born in but everyone I keep in touch with from there is gone too. I’ve moved a few times but never stayed anywhere long enough to make it feel like it’s still home. And I was always wandering so much throughout my whole childhood…I have never really thought about this before and I’ve always loved to be on the move and be seeing new places. I don’t know why this has never even occurred to me before but now I’m drunk and alone I just realized I have no home and that sucks. I think that’s why I feel like I have to move a lot, like maybe if I keep going I’ll find that one place that I’m suppose to be and just stay here and be content my whole life. But there’s no way that will ever happen.
That awkward moment when you go for a run and it starts raining so hard you can’t even keep your cigarette lit.
I need to get laid.
Its been foreverrr. This is bullshit, and I don’t even know anyone here suitable for the task. I’ve always just had some little bronc rider on call when I needed him. Fuck.
Just found out I have a warrant out for my arrest. Sweet.
I just moved to central Florida.
Its about damn time.
I spent the night in jail the other night
My dumb ass crashed a truck into a bush when I was completely shitfaced then ran. I’m getting charged with a dui, reckless endangering, and a hit and run. I’m so fucked.
Cocaine. Last night. Fuck yeah mother fucker.