today has been a crappy day and to told it all off some shit head splashed water from a puddle on me with their car
who the fuck does that.
asshole.
I attempted to bike up to the car and seek revenge but the car took off. I didn't even care was I was riding I was so mad that I almost smacked into another car in the middle of storrow drive.
almost 4th of july and I still have no plans. no offers for anything. sigh. mike and patty are going away somewhere...maine, NYC...somewhere and I'll be stuck in watertown celebrating my fourth of july alone...won't be the first time and it is another major holiday I get to spend with myself. I guess I'm starting to be an expert at this.
what a life I live.
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Alzairen Jones
Who am I? Do you really want to know?
- Alzairen Jones
- The encore of the mind | Hides the present from the past | A feeling never opened | Never shared at last | A runner in the distance | The glare from the sun | And all he ever tells himself | Is just too always run | A gun full of bullets | A tool from the Gods | And with each exit force | All he does is nods | Screams off in the distance | Cries occur too | A boy far away hears it all | But what is he suppose to do | A jumble mixed with words | A poem mixed with rhymes | Vodka mixed with orange juice | Nickels mixed with dimes | Things forgotten and thrown out | Piled in the trash | Burning away at your soul | Melts away into ash | All these things that you have read | Are all the things that you will find | Hidden deep and locked away | In the encore of the mind
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