Empire of the Sun- Half Mast

4:55pm

August. 31st, 2012

Empire of the Sun - Halfmast

What is a transition?

When you think you altered into a new universe?

Is it the beautiful sight when you see the sun coming down and the moon coming up all at once?

or maybe its the smooth mind altering moment, when you know, THAT one toke got you stoned.. The sappy smile you get on your face as the smoke travels through gravity, runs through your eye lid, cough & choke, drop the joint in the ashtray, & rub your eyes vigorously... OUCH... LOOOOL

You say goodbye to your friends, try to let the world know how much you would miss that one crazy street  that you randomly did something stupid on back in grade school.

Then Let your parentals know you will be ok while the thought of you drunkenly in a police car races through your brain... 

New city, new life, new transition...

But does it change who I am? Does it literally take a form of my alter ego wannabe' personality and make anew? Can i change my name? Should I bottom for the next guy? Or maybe change the background screen to my busted macbook? 

Transitions?

oh wait... Maybe its the transition of the strawberry cheesecake Ben & Jerrys coming from the solid ice chunk, to melting pleasure down my throat.... 

yummy changes....

But what about the emotional roller-coaster i have in my current metamorphosis?

Does that change? 

Make a transition? 

ha, can that change names? AKA, is he gonna fuck some other bitch? do i even really like this dude?  what about the sweethearts that make somedays, just awww. ( aka Grindr buddies) that transitions, (Hey I used that word)  into first name only contacts in the cellular.... 

Change is good.... Change is the future... Change is... the 37 cents i have in my fucking pocket.... Does that make me happy? is change for the better good? Why change something when you obviously like the way things were going.... Change for the better? HA, thats a shellfish joke.... 

Ash on the computer... FUCK..

Oh i Got it, maybe its the time you have alone when your at the fucking only bar in 300 miles and you know NO ONE! the head bop to a fucking song you have no idea is playing.. The 50 checks of the iphone when u only had 4 notifications in the past 10 min...  And the best one: Smiling at random people making sure they think your a norm, and not a overweight black girl at a toddlers & tiara pageant.

Transitions....

#bustedbitch

Whatever the case be, I hope this change is something. i can say, "Hey, i fucking fucked this shit out of it, dry & without a condom..." AKA I did something that will make not only me but others around me happier... 

Oh yeah 

I miss my fiends and my mommy, and castro st...  Oh, and that one street Anthony, Billy Dimitri, & I was walking down fucked up otta our minds.... HA!

Happy Labor day weekend...

drink Paps

throw fire crackers

do doughnuts in your dads boat at the random Red-neck lake... ewwww.

(Dont you hate when bros where Oakley sunglasses & fucking fox swim trunks with a fucking bro ass tattoo on his side  muffin gut...)

hello oregon...

Here comes Justin....