Give Me Give Me.

I wish I had the money to purchase all the little accessories, clothes, cars, electronics, musical instruments to my hearts desire.
But it can't be that way have to work for it first.

Alas the latest obsession to pass through my mind.

-TB

They'll be out for us.

It's been a stressful week and I haven't been able to post as much as I would like to. I'm sure Lex is in the same boat as me.
I was sorting out some change at a Safeway grocery store and the girl who always would give me my bills in exchange for coins told me:

"You need to find a balance in life and when you find that balance stay as close to it as possible. If what you're doing makes you happy and content. Stay close to it."

Phoenix

There's those timeless moments that go by and you realize it's just another chapter of your life coming to a close and another one beginning. As seasons change you wish to hold onto the old and cherish its wonderful moments. The breathtaking laughter, sidesplitting squeals, snorting noses and the aching abs. They were wonderful. But they're gone.

I say let go and move on.


-T

u-district photoshoot

 

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hot

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0HmWyr9di1o

Extended thoughts

I was taking a shower and decided to plug my ears.
As the pressurized beaded water hit my head:
The insensible noises I heard
The thoughts that ran rampant.
The visions and memories that took me.

I came to one conclusion.

Loneliness.

Nothing more, nothing less.

You can say I'm crazy, a pessimist, depressed, loony, deranged and not of the right mind.
But that's what I came to.

Am I lonely? No I am not.
Are you?

Perhaps.

-T

think about it

“Open letter to the youth of our nation:

Young people of America, awake from your slumber of indolence and harken to the call of the future! Do you realize that you are rapidly becoming a doomed generation? Do you realize that the fate of the world and of generations to come rests on your shoulders? …Oh ignorant youth, the world is not a joyous place. The time has come to dispense with the frivolous pleasures of childhood and get down to the honest toil until you are sixty-five. Then and only then can you relax and collect your social security and live happily until your death.

Signed fearfully and disgustingly,
John J. Righteous Hypocrite”

- Hunter S. Thompson