matthew

some stuff

happy cinqo de matthew











i have a new roommate named roommate number 4. he plays guitar and sings like one of those singer songwriter types like gavin degraw or jack johnson or something. anyways sometimes (everyday) he sits out back and sings his heart out loud and then he goes through whole sets of songs. he sings with passion and sorrow and full emotions. but when im sitting there just us at the house i feel awkward when hes performing like am i sposed to clap at the end or say something. i usually just sit quiet and stare at my feet but today after each song i heckled him and boo'd. just kidding you mother fucker you are really talented. i wish you were more talented with stop peeing on the toilet seat! thanks ass. just kidding luv ya.

that which does not see the good in me is my enemy.