Monday, June 28, 2010
This is Michael
He is my stepbrother
I've known him for five years, and he still has never said more than a sentence at a time to me. The most he has said to me in the past year is "hello". He didn't even say thank you for the christmas gift I bought him. I don't know if he's just a total asshole, or if he lacks any normal social skills.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Sometimes
I want to live in the country, and not deal with peoples bloated city lives. Once stripped off all the frivolous necessities of the city, perhaps people can be real. Maybe, just maybe, peoples true intentions would shine, and you could really get to know people. I could just be free, and not feel like i'm being tamed. I want a truck, I want to never wear shirts, I want the peaceful sounds. No cell phones, no facebook, no twitter, no cable, no public transit, no suits. Just me and my dog. I could walk for miles, climb the apple tree, nap in the long grass, skip stones on the lake. I could leave it all behind any day, it's there for me.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
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