So i turn 23 in like 10 minutes...

hmm, what a feeling, i do not feel any different than i did when i was 22...well i feel like i fucked up another year of my life but that feeling always comes on the 1st September

Although i have to say the last year has pretty much been the one i fucked up most of the stuff i was supposed to not fuck up...oh man i get a kick out of using the word fucked up...fucked up.fucked up.fucked up.fucked up.fucked up.fucked up.fucked up.fucked up...who cares it is my birthday so i can do whatever the fuck i want...

Hmm strange thing is that this is the first year that i spent my last hour as a 22 year old at a gas station buying cigarettes and whiskey from a guy named Bob, i guess and some drunk dude that was having a coffee...

that is something new...

thx, so long for now and keep them years coming i just keep knocking em down...

Happy birthday to me...only 4 years till i am 27...you all know what that means!