I'm beginning to give up. Long Hours No Sleep. It just doesn't work with me. I'm Tired mentally and physically. Everything to the sole of my feet are sore. I miss everything that use to be my life. Before I was shunned and kicked out. I couldn't even keep my dog.. Hemingway with me.
( You were the closet thing to me even if you couldn't talk )
( You were the closet thing to me even if you couldn't talk )
- Mood:indescribable
I'm Pete...
And Only Pete... No Petey or Peter crap.
I'm a waiter here.... obviously I couldn't live off the streets forever.
This is the only job I have... I better not fuck it up.
And Only Pete... No Petey or Peter crap.
I'm a waiter here.... obviously I couldn't live off the streets forever.
This is the only job I have... I better not fuck it up.
- Mood:awake
