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my new life

i work all day and i don't sleep a minute and i will switch my major to photography and i'll smile because reality is far more real then experimentation and my feet are clean for the first time so maybe i should wear shoes and i don't do anything anything anything at all and i'm sure that that's alright i won't eat healthy tonight and i won't close my eyes i don't think its really necessary but i know i should because then i have a hard time working all day and i don't sleep a minute there is only one person on my mind and i don't know what part of me is telling me he is good that's fine for now i don't have friends but hey i don't need them i can be my own i don't know how i feel about religion its topsy-turvy and i want it to be friday because i think this week has gone by far too slow and i haven't slept i don't need i don't really need anything at all

do you remember when i first met you and your jeans were rolled to the knee-

you carried around a millis high duffel bag filled with dum dums that were too melted to eat

do you remember when we listened to breaking benjamin in computer class?

do you remember the park?

and swinging?

and smiling?

and laughing because we had no gummy worms left

do you remember your keyboard- it matched your slipknot display picture

do you remember "for serious?"

do you remember wooden spoons, and skipping around your kitchen at 3 am?

do you remember my second home, you know the one with the red door?

do you remember kanye in your truck?

do you remember "whatevah beva bella?"

do you remember dan(s)?

do you remember sleepless nights?

the smells of something better

nympo

break ins and topless dips

honor your offer

feeling like something could have been made of our lives in those four days

fireworks in 4 different states

the greenest grass and the bluest skies

when we left the waves washed away all the best we had

paradise city?

do you remember the damn truck, slammed in with sheryl, a panting dog, and hungry country music?

do you remember all those states?

do you remember the gazebo and the anti-god?

do you remember getting high all those times not one of them being a good idea?

do you remember our first beer together?

do you remember all those cigarettes?

do you remember when we found some kind of therapeutic reprieve by just stepping on a train?

remember all those photographs?

(how could you forget)

do you remember tbs?

do you remember your bathrooms, all those mirror shots?

do you remember the baguette?

do you remember when somebody called the shop to complain about our stripper like tactics on the telephone pole?

do you remember when "the shop" only refferred to one single place?

do you remember when when you pulled down my pants down in the hallway?

do you remember when i pulled your pants down in the hallway?

do you remember the times when sat at your house for hours talking about mikkalia and shoveling black makeup on our eyes?

do you remember when what was mine was yours and what was yours was mine?

i can't forget because you're in all my memories

my heart hurts

 summer come

i want a lot more

because i'm greedy greedy greedy 

c'mere boy