I love it. I love the Jag-green colour. I want to cuddle it for a while and then drive it around every S-turn I can find.
Holy balls. That’ll do.
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I love it. I love the Jag-green colour. I want to cuddle it for a while and then drive it around every S-turn I can find.
Holy balls. That’ll do.
p-tang mobile
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this is dope, reminds me of Fellini ROMA. Wish the Colloseo looked like this every night
just when I thought I’d be okay without any adderall for about 2 weeks my mania started setting in. Most would call this a manic state indicative of bipolar mental tendencies on my part. Hey, just because you have a phD doesn’t mean you can fucking tell me what my brains doing. You inside my head? No. Didn’t think so.
Anyway, it’s 6 more days till I get my scrip refilled.
Moving to Vegas is starting to sound like a good idea, so I’m hitting up the free clinic tomorrow to get a second prescription.
once a junkie

always a junkie
This month I’ve burned my supply early…again. That’s two months in a row. Last month I moved my appointment up with my doctor a week ahead of schedule.
This time around I guess I’m going to be catching up on sleep, answering my phone a lot less, eating a lot more, and getting a glimpse of what life was like beforehand.
Unfortunately (and obviously) I don’t feel at all like being productive and would rather much pass the time on live porn chat sites than trying to do anything productive.
But, like a wise bunch of junkies once told me…
THIS TOO SHALL PASS
dreaming of being the only man in town
A film I’m putting together relies heavily on 60’s mod culture.
Even better is the fact that it’s allowing me to jump headfirst into a world I’ve always wanted to learn a great deal about but which unfortunately was way before my time.
Cheers to the gang at uppers. Check em out.
Spielberg buys a volcanic ash sequel; Samuel L. Jackson is, well, Samuel L. Jackson about it.
Gotta love the circus and the clowns that run the show.
wannabe actors on craigslist, you know who you are, the one’s who think they’re god and who screw up opportunities for those with real balls and real motivation enough to jump headfirst into the abyss.
You wannabe asshole losers are fortunately the ones that will continue to sit behind a computer screen waiting for a gig that’ll buy you a Porsche that you can’t afford but that you’ll still look like a fuckin douchebag behind the wheel of.
Thank you. Hollywood needs dreamers like you to keep buying movie tickets so that those of us that aren’t afraid to take the real risks and keep getting rewarded by lame asses like you.
Come on down suckers. We’ll sell it to you cheap.