Notes from 4.20--A Runaway Bus To New York City (551 hits)
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Submitted by someone (View user info) at 2005-04-21 12:12:22 EDT
My digital camera's gone missing somewhere between here and New York City. Driving away in the passenger side of a charter bus, or caught in time—drunk as hell on a piano bench in NYU, waiting for me to stumble over piano keys and try to sing along.
Fuck.
I guess I should learn my lesson, no more drunken conversations on subways with a punk rock girl and her mom—missing my stop by ten streets uptown with a clouded head and no direction what-so-ever. Or—get this—passing out on a Paris Hilton want-to-be on a bus trip home, snoring, drooling, sweating alcohol and exhaling rum fumes. Lessons should be learned one thousand lifetimes ago, but I keep making the same mistakes over again.
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Random notes from my journal on the bus ride home:
April 20, 2005
I hope I'm never in the front of the bus, riding with my hands folded in my lap or running through my white hair. There is a clear separation of age here, front-to-back, like one group chose death and the other life. I'm almost paranoid to get off.
Hit New York on a runaway bus.
I've said it before, fuck white-trash whores while waiting for time to pass—social class is the current theme here.
What's up with all these boys in wife-beaters, dark jeans and spiked belts? The alternative to a wife beater is a to tight t-shirt from Salvation Army or something similar, talking about changing the world with only Sony products.
Madness is most evident during the depths of an alcohol binge, despite trying nearly every drug I'm convinced this is my downfall. It is here when the pen becomes superfluous with the paper, and stream-of-conscious, honest, and poetic writing becomes perfectly in sync with the reader and the writer.
I'm convinced certain sacrifices most be made for the good of society.
I'm certain that some of us most fail for others to live on, succeed.
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Submitted by someone (user info) at 2005-04-21 14:20:10 EDT (#)
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I've said it before, fuck white-trash whores while waiting for time to pass—social class is the current theme here.
What's up with all these boys in wife-beaters, dark jeans and spiked belts? The alternative to a wife beater is a to tight t-shirt from Salvation Army or something similar, talking about changing the world with only Sony products.
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I have no clue especially what I'm talking about here. I just thought it was interesting seeing as, well, I wrote it.
Submitted by someone (user info) at 2005-04-21 14:18:50 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2005-04-21 13:21:11 (#)
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This could have been good, if only I knew what the fuck you were talking about.
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Sometimes I wonder the same thing.
Submitted by AnotherStupidUsername (user info) at 2005-04-21 14:17:19 EDT (#)
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fucking awesome
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2005-04-21 13:29:02 EDT (#)
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Sounds like a savage journey to the heart of the American dream.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2005-04-21 13:21:11 EDT (#)
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This could have been good, if only I knew what the fuck you were talking about.
Submitted by kimmy02721 (user info) at 2005-04-21 13:08:07 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by knucklesnelson (user info) at 2005-04-21 12:47:13 EDT (#)
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Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2005-04-21 12:35:04 EDT (#)
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Totally random!
Submitted by TheSunGod (user info) at 2005-04-21 12:21:49 EDT (#)
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what did your parents do to you?
Submitted by Conform (user info) at 2005-04-21 12:15:29 EDT (#)
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You have an interesting mind.
Submitted by someone (user info) at 2005-04-21 12:13:46 EDT (#)
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I was stoned too--but I figured there was no use mentioning it.