Good Lord. Here's what's going on: I am an art student who does not live the life of an artist. I spread myself too thin and barely make time to be creative. It sucks! Up to me to change it. But then there's work and friends and Michael, who has taken to calling me Goo Goo lately and btw we're having babies. (Kittens, that is). Which, if there's any God in that sky (are you there it's me Matthew) he can sell off for exorbitant amounts of money. There I go with the asides again. It's not a play, it's a blog. Fuck. Do you ever notice how on Intervention the addicts always act like they can't go to rehab because they have a million and one things to do? Like they have this whole posse of people who depend on them, when really . . . they have no friends and the only thing on their agenda is getting fucked up. But they're convinced the world won't go on without them. So, to come full circle . . . the world will go on without me, obviously. Michael might cry. Cori might have to rearrange a schedule or two. My friends have way more friends than just me. And I should start taking some fucking pictures and stop needing to be needed. It's silly. So is the fact that I'm hoping to find amazing clothes to spend all my money on in Madison. But so be it. If I have to start drinking Jack so I get drunk too fast to waste money on pansy drinks all night, so be it. I may start carrying a flask. Ohhh, Gene Simmon's Family Jewels starts soon. I love them.
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I'd cry une tear if you died .. no that. Lord have mercy , Kelly Clarkson and Eddie Murphy .
stop being foolish.
You just need to embrace the positive and push all negative things in your life a way.. tell em to keep it movin sista..
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