so many mistakes come back home from bars.

i'm scott, you're ramona.

just a pinch of novocaine.

The Ataris!

not everyone here is that fucked up and cold

Still awake. HOMAYGAD. Not good.

I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.

give me novocaine.

Two weeks on in 2013, and I still reek of loserness due to my nonexistent career path. Starting to feel a bit of desperation here.

Can I get my punk ass off the street? Can I look in faces that I meet? I'm not waiting here for you to die.