Shit is killing me. I need change. I know what I need, I'll just never get it apparently.

If there is one thing that i cannot stand anymore, its myself. I cant say what i want to say. I fucking hate people, but i care about what they say. I think i might quit taking medicine and go back to being a crazy loner. Looking back on how i use to be, it wasnt so bad. I didnt care what happened. I didnt have to worry about people. People tell me that they like it when im around and all kinds of bull shit. No one shows it though. All i really really want is my bike and to be anywhere that i dont know anyone. My fucking bike, i swear to god, is the only thing that loves me back.

This is the only place i can go now to express how i feel. People read my other shit and it limits what i can say. At least i know that no one reads this.

There is someone out there that makes me think. Ive never felt this way about anyone. But who fucking cares?

World Of Wheels Indy

Tons of fun and good people.

new year

make it happy if you want. i dont care. ill be spending it alone, as usual.

goodnight.

props to small city cycles. ill never look at a triumph the same.

Good Day

Bad night. All day has been amazing, but it crashed hard. Going to bed alone. Aren't you surprised?

happy xmas!

but seriously, fuck christmas. i cannot wait for the summer to get here. the only thing i care about anymore is my fucking motorcycle. it keeps me sane(kinda). i want it to be summer and i want a lot of beer to go with it. oh and to the chick i havent met yet: find me. im not that bad of a guy(as far as im told)

again, happy xmas!

looking forward.

its really fucking difficult knowing that your life for the past 2 years (damn near) has now moved on. even if i wanted to go back, i couldnt. there are times still that i wish i was in florida. i miss it. i hate the actual place and the dumb people that live there. my friends, though, turned to my family. i dont like leaving something i have for something else. so i feel as if i did it twice. i'm frustrated with more than this topic currently, but i must just shut the fuck up and deal with it.

this spring is going to be awesome, i hope. i really just want to get on my fucking motorcycle and go. i dont care where i go. i dont care if im alone, id prefer it actually. i think my problem right now is that im surrounded too much with people. i mean, fuck, i love t

hese people, but i need a fucking break from the change. i need it to be me for a minute.

its funny how i want to be alone, but at the same time i really wish i had someone. god fucking damn, i just need my time to be occupied. this is the most afflicting feeling. i hate the fucking mushy, fag part of this so ill change the subject. so, chick, if you fucking do exsist, let me know. thanks.

summer. good friends. bikes. i cannot wait. im ready to finish life happy.

i wish i could find more pictures/info on this bad as fuck shovel. props to the guy who built it.

home

i know ive been home for a month, but im still so happy to be back. there are indeed people i miss but im sure theyre happy to be home as well.

theres a few people ive got to hang out with since ive been home and i love them. there are also a few people that have really pissed me off, some more than others.

what i really want answered though, is why the fuck cant i find someone? i hate the term, but i need to find someone to "love"

more like, i need someone to hang out and genuinely enjoy. when the fuck do i get that?

honestly though, who cares? i am just a piece of shit.

One month left in this hell hole.

well ive only got one more month in florida. i gotta say though, there are a few people here that im going to miss. very few. oh well though, life is going to keep moving on. the one thing i need to keep moving on though, is my truck. wish it luck.

i hope you love this as much as i do.

Done for now.

ll its been done for a week or two now. Most of my time (if im not at school or work) is speant packing up my shit to move back to Indiana.