September 2, 2009

bang one out

don’t you hate how everytime you don’t get laid for awhile, everyone starts looking real good? the 4s are now 7s, the 7s have become 9s, and god help the 9s.

they’re 15s.

i’ll stand around like, “damn! has he always looked that fine?”

no, girl, no.

you just gotta bang one out.

May 23, 2009
God provides for the lion, but the fox provides for himself.
April 4, 2009
i tell the women that the face is my experience and the hands are my soul — anything to get those panties down.
bukowski
April 3, 2009

fight night

golden gloves! also, pro fights at blue horizon.

i know a girl who is very excited.

You can’t always be the strongest or the fastest. You can be the toughest.
March 30, 2009
Love is like pissing yourself. Everyone can see it, but only you can feel it.
it’s true.

it’s true.

March 28, 2009
And then her hands…her tiny broken hands….
My roommate dan, talking about the girl he fucked last night.

drunk.

is is possible to feel utterly content and inconsolably melancholy at the same time?

rhetorical question, motherfucker.