Today, I saw a video in class about women aged 65+ and their sex lives. An elderly, blind woman was having sex at her senior’s home. I don’t know what’s worse, watching an hour-long documentary on this, or the fact that these women are having way more sex than I am. FML
Please tell me why we couldn’t stay Don’t let this feeling never go away Let this memory forever be inside of me Through every hour of every day With the company of these friends That we drove on through the night we were carried by the wheels of armageddon. We’re gonna force ourselves to live Thankful it’s hurt more than we’ve ever felt It’s just our means to an end
Please tell me why we couldn’t stay Don’t let this feeling never go away Let this memory forever be inside of me Through every hour of every day With the company of these friends We drove on through the night we were carried by the wheels of armageddon.
And honestly we were armed with our best intentions Maybe those intentions alone are just enough to get us anywhere but here In the middle of america Six cylinders will take us further than any president The same promises that we forgot the last time There’s no difference between staying and a bullet in the head
So fucking tell me why we couldn’t stay Don’t let that feeling never go away Let this memory forever be inside of me Through every hour of every day With the company of those friends We drive on through the night We’re carried by the wheels of armageddon
Maybe it’s gonna come from the radio Or the next 8 hour day Driving to the next town A collect call home to your best friend We are the company we keep We could live off of dumpsters if we have to Sell our blood by the pint to make rent This kind of dignity doesn’t come easy But you’ll never find it for sale
And thats why we couldn’t stay We never let that feeling never go away Kept the memory inside through every hour Through every day, until we die ‘Cause with the company of those friends We drove on through the night Behind the wheel of armageddon
I’ve never been so stressed in my life I just spent the past 20 minutes crying to my parents and confessing to that I’m failing math and have a week to bring it up 20%. On top of that the tension in the my house between marco and patty vs. my parents is taking a toll on me and as far as I’m concerned my brother can stuck my dick. I don’t think I’m going into work for the next two days because I need to get shit done and I have no idea what I’m going to do.
TO DO LIST:
memorize every country in Africa by 6 am tomorrow
get our fucking movie on a DVD with my old and shitty PowerBook
pass math so I get Bright Features and dont get denied from FAU