hello.
You said I must eat so many lemons,
'cause I am so bitter.
I said I'd rather be with your friends mate,
cause they are much fitter
Put
Your
Hands
Up
You said I must eat so many lemons,
'cause I am so bitter.
I said I'd rather be with your friends mate,
cause they are much fitter
me.
I kick asses.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
[ 2:06 PM ]
*****
via jennyalison:
“I had some strange conversations in amazing places with my dear old friends over the weekend. Friends I’ve known from ‘growing up,’ and friends I play to keep when I grow old. There’s a reason why I keep the friends I keep, and the places we go, and that reason is because genuity and realness and love are hard to come by in a town full of people just looking for their next hit or ego fluffer. I’m not sophisticated enough to hang with the ‘in crowd’ whoever they might be, and I don’t care enough to hang out with people who think they are cool, or people who hang out in bars just because the bar itself makes them feel cool. I think I’m ‘cool’ because I’m nice. And in all my failings and flailings, I, at the very least, got your back, might even rub your back in public, and will never stab you in the back. I just want hugs and love and good times with my dearest, and frankly don’t give two-shits about how sceney our chosen haunt is. I just care that people I love are having a good time. The rest is just wallpaper.”