ALL THE CRAZY SHIT I DID THAT NIGHT..

those will be the past memories.



my room is messier than jason au's.. & MY LIFE IS MESSY TOO! so i'm cleaning up. can we cut out the cigarettes? can we cut out the redbull & vodka? can we cut out the beer? can we cut out the nights that last til 5AM? hmmmmmmmmmm.. good questions botch! you got some answers?! nah./ i got nothing. i got this voice inside my head that says "YO BOTCH!! take er' easy." then i got text messages that say "warehouse party, i'll get you in free, beers on me." and then my voice says, "WHAT DO I DO!!". i'll tell you what i'll do!! i'll blog about how i don't know what to do! what?! wait.. what?! k den.

20 days yall.. 20 days.. but TONIGHT.. i am saying "fuck everything" in a good sense. i am not leaving the crib. i am cleaning up my room, and my life.. & i've got it completely under wraps i think. i'll blast man on the moon & illmatic, let some sunshine in, change my sheets, have a rewarding beer.. and as my thoughts are just as scattered as my wardrobe, i am looking forward to grabbing them and hoisting them into bundles of confidence, organization, & truth. esco, let's go.

p.s. that new roots track is boss. thanks mike.
p.p.s. i think all my friends should leave twitter and convert to blogs. i'm just sayin..