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Name: common
Country: United States
State: Colorado
Metro: Colorado Springs
Birthday: 8/25/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: music that makes me go like this **
Expertise: kids in the hall, snl, family guy, drew carey show, futurama, half baked, cowboy bebop, pulp fiction, dude wheres my car, space balls, cheech n chong, that 70s show, friday night stand up.
Occupation: Retired
Industry: Banking/Finance
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Website: visit my website
Member Since:
9/25/2002
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| so i think ive found it. what im gonna do for a while. i like hopping trains and i love traveling. i hear college in europe is free after you get residency. one day ill go back to hawaii. but until then i got my bourbon and tom waits.
would it be so bad if you finally made enough of the good memories and life slowed down just enough to where you could think back and smile. i mean the kinda smile that cracks even when you're in front of other people and when your by yourself. yeah its not so bad i guess. not so bad at all anymore. i ain't got anyone on my back but the man, and ain't no law gonna stop me, cause ive been running through towns. you really find shit out about yourself when you meet millions of people. | | |
| i hate being alone. i hate having to deal with problems. im a runner, a car in the fast lane. when your in the fast lane, you have no time to make memories especially when you're fucked up all the time.
you see, i tell you what i do, knowing, knowing that im making the wrong choices. so why do i make the wrong choices? because im scared. im fucking scared to see what i really am. scared that i won't be able to change it. so when you ask me why aren't you in school, ill reply with cuz i want the shitty job, i want the shitty appartment and
i don't mind being alone. but see im lying to you there. because i hate being alone. i hate whos in the mirror and i hate everything ive done to myself. you see they say regret is the worst feeling. and they're right. because i regret everything. i regret taking advantage of family, i regret picking up my first ciggarette, i regret picking up a joint, i regret picking up the bottle, i regret not having parents, and i regret wasting my life. for you see my life is full of regrets and im too weak to pick up and go on. im to weak to be the man i was supposed to be in life. im too weak to tell you im sorry. im too weak to say i need one of your hugs and im took weak to tell you the truth. i miss you. oh if you could know how i miss you. but now its too late and i have no one. im alone, weak, filled with regret, and sorry.
im sorry dad, mom, maria, barry. im really sorry. | | |
| so im traveling around the US. left denver to go to new york, stopped in chicago, now im in reno, nevada. tomorrow evening i will be in sacramento, CA. no job no money just a bunch a free food and free livin. good times good times. updates later. | | |
| relapse.
when you have questions, but don't want the answers, you're pretty much lame. kinda like where im at right now. and i bet some little bitch whose 16 or 17 will post all the answers i ever need to know in a 2 line comment that will wake me up and straighten an 18 year mess within 30 seconds. i could be wrong though.
so here i sit at the computer drunk again after 9 months of continuous sobriety. i almost lost my job. and im too much of a pussy to tell the people that matter most about how i fucked up again. | | |
| i got a raise. chee hoo.
college rules. | | |
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