Foreign Affairs

You know that feeling when you haven't slept for days.... Your eyes are red and tired. Your skin feels clammy and can't decide if its cold or hot. Your body is a foreign object rather than your closest companion. It's too cold outside. It's too warm inside. You know everything is alive but yet somehow all remains lifeless. You won't eat. You can't sleep. Your mind can't decide if you're still feeling great or if it is time to come down. Your body is still weightless and your conscious empty. Words flow from your mouth without having to think them. Everything appears hilarious though you are emotionless. Limp. Lifeless. Monotone. Minutes pass, then hours before you realize you have shit to get done. Fuck it. You almost wished you cared, but you don't. Do you keep on going or do you force yourself to face reality? It seems as if a lifetime of bad choices have past yet you still won't regret one single thing...Thank goodness I've never known that feeling...

First things first...

So like the title says lets get something straight: I'm not here to broadcast my entire life to the world so I can think people give a shit about what's going on with me. Let's be honest here, no one fucking cares.  We're all here just to have a good time ah? On that note, yes, this is my first time blogging, ever.  Like OMG So don't be alarmed if you end offended or disgusted. I'm pretty sure thats the whole point of these things anyways...to offend, judge and drive people away while not forgetting to make fun of them of course.

Heres the best place on earth... and a quick moment of my weekend...