December 2008
38 posts
Mmmmm. Crown Royal and Coke. Happy New Year...
P.S. Chloe and Dustin. Wish you were here like last New Year. That would be great.
EAST COAST TUMBLRS.....
anastasivictoria:
ellielovesyou:
fantasyaction:
dogganghappened:
a show of reblogs…just wondering where you’re all at.
i know scout is…from her wawa post a while back..kudos BTW!!!
Cambridge, MA
Around Hartford, CT
Somewhere around Hartford, as well.
Queens, NYC. But usually Kalamazoo, Mi.
new years kiss - casiotone
Two Thousand & Eight
(Since everybody else has done it, why not?)
When I started this year, I was liking in a house that didn’t want me with a family who didn’t care. I had very few true friends, and I surrounded myself with people who wanted to take advantage of my situation. So I broke free.
I moved out, stopped talking to 90% of my friends, and rented a house with two people I barely knew. One...
I need to quit drinking.
(via 0060)
Blah!
Exhausted…
Sleep/
Today Mitchell and I woke up at five... So we...
Time For A Very Very Very Very Long Day... It's...
So Very Very Drunk
And I have to work at five am on Broadway.
What? The? Fuck?
New York: Day III
After my plane landed around noon I wandered around Lower Manhattan for a few hours until I met up with a friend from school. We then wandered around for a few hours and then went to the projects to buy pot. After purchasing a fat sack Danielle and I drank a few beers at my new favorite bar, The Art Bar (they play The Smiths!). Then I escorted her back to the projects and hopped on the 7 Train...
No
vviolinss:
I have to go to a funeral tomorrow.
it is strange when you don’t know the person who died.
I have to be ready to go by 9:30 A.M.
impossible.
Me: “Chloe has to go to a funeral tomorrow.”
Mitchell: “That sucks…”
Me: “She doesn’t know the person.”
Mitchell: “That sucks more…”
Sorry Love…
By This Time Tomorrow; I'll Be Back In New York...
I Swore I Would Never Drink Alone Again...
theartofdreaming:
damn. sounds like we both had a tiny meltdown last night. i wouldnt mind going to the big apple with youse guys. we could move to greenwich village and be starving artists or something. as to your problem i feel you. i just kinda realized that i will never be “happy” in the traditional sense. and thats ok. well as ok as i can convince myself it is. im just ready for january to...
I’m Not Exactly Happy Right Now…
I’m Not Exactly Sober Right Now…
I’m Not Exactly Sane Right Now…
I’m Not Exactly Sleeping Well Right Now…
I’m Not Exactly The Greatest Person Right Now…
My mom bought a six pack of Blue Moon because I'm...
I've Stopped Feeling Anything Anymore.
Being numb is better than caring.
Intermission
I couldn’t sleep last night, despite how shit-faced I was. I laid in bed listening to Mitchell snore while hours dragged by, I didn’t move until the US Airways called at 8am to tell me that my flight from New York to Philadelphia was delayed, which meant that I would land in Philly with 15 minutes to catch my plane to North Carolina. I had to run to the end of D terminal, take a bus to C terminal,...
New York: Day I
Mitchell and I walked to Manhattan, thanks to the subway being out of service. The the air was well below freezing and the wind strong, my face was numb my the time we got out of Queens. After a few hours of aimless wandering we decided to start hitting the bars. We took a shot of whiskey and drank three beers each at The Art Bar while we listening to Portishead and talked about pot with the...
I fell asleep at five, only to dream of mistakes.
can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep CAN’T SLEEP can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep can’t sleep...
I've been in New York for less than six hours, and...
Email
Email: TimAndrewC@aol.com
I Love Creedence - Casiotone For The Painfully...
Disappointment
jkirktomblin:
new blog i see?sounds like once again we are living the same lives only miles apart. i got a 3.4 and was completely apathetic about it so i bought a bottle of liquor and celebrated. i also hate december. and im slowly realizing how few friends i actually have. most of them i think have been using me for some time, whether it be for kale or helping them get a better grade. oh and...
to get it straight
I’ve told you this before, that stupid little boy doesn’t deserve you.
The fact that his affection changed from you to someone else so quickly proves that he isn’t worth your time. As for your “friend”, you honestly don’t need friends like that, I’m learning that as well.
vviolinss:
you don’t fucking kiss me, then two days later after I introduce you...
Unbelievable
I’m spending the next few weeks in retreat.
I need time let go of what is eating me alive.
The desire to drink myself into a coma still lingers.
But I have no motivation to get money to buy booze.
Visiting my old haunts brings me no condolence.
People change, places change, everything changes.
There is no stability in this world, only chaos.
I am retreating further and further into my own...
Disappointment
Passing all of my classes and getting a 3.11 GPA has brought me no pleasure.
Only the intense desire to drink.
I want to forget, I want to let go.
Freedom will not come, I am trapped .
A victim of my own memories.
I cannot forgive, I cannot forget.
“Let’s Drink Until Our Hearts Stop…” - Space Ghost
ANGUISH
It’s mind numbing how far down I’ve fallen in the past week. I’m not at rock bottom, but this is the close enough. My self delusions and naiveté have once again left me alone, broke, and depressed. Living with one of my best friends for a year spoiled me, and spending every day of that year with true friends made me forget that most people are selfish, manipulative, egotistical,...