3:39

my thumb runs across the cool metal. it hisses and light flickers. deep breath in. deep breath out. smoke flows from my soul and i tilt my head back, eyes wide shut.


i text my current thing, and a few other random guys. replies bounce back. there is life out there. i need to be a part of it. something is telling me to get my ass out of the house. it's cold, but i wanna ride... listen to music. i need to make a cd. i need a fountain coke.


caffeine is calling. hot tea is not cutting it. that's what i'm telling myself. i know the real reason i wanna leave the house... i wanna hear music and nothing else. me. the road. new mixtape.