like if their dead you dont have to worry about them or care because their dead its awesome to loose a family member or friend dont get me wrong id be sad if it was a really close friends but other then that id be happy
Probably my simplest pleasure is a full glass of Pepsi on ice in a metal cup (makes it feel colder). Other than that: Having ANYTHING I do with paint come out nice. Kickin' it and watching "Whose Line" reruns with my Dad all day. The look of a spray paint can without the cap or tip in. Especially when its sitting in my closet floor next to 50+ other cans. Going to Punk Shows. Listening to Operation Ivy. Especially OpIvy!
the smell of good marijuana, the taste of stewarts key lime in a glass with ice, good jazz or blues music...
I love sneeking to someones house really far at like 1 am sober and diving behind bushes to not be seen. I also love stumbling home smashed at 5am later that morning trying to remember our way home walking in the middle of the road waving to every early morning jogger. And just about everything that happens between those 2.
Who are to judge if im an idiot or not What are you? god? shut the fuck up back on topic finishing a piece just after you spent couple hours sketching and drawing it the smell of permanent markers running over quails
aww thats too bad.. i love my mommy. i also love this thread. it makes me appreciate the little things again. i cant remember the last time i took a nice hot shower at night and threw on some sweats and crawled into a freshly made bed. might have to do it tonight anyways my little pleasures are.. waking up to a beautiful morning watching your freshly planted PPP seedlings getting bigger and stronger every day talking to someone you havent talked to for a really long time getting a random smile from a refreshingly cute girl painting (canvas) with my mom.. shes a starving artist just like me talking to my dad on the phone. might sound gay, but my parents divorced about 6 weeks ago, and i havent seen him for more than 4 months.. seeing steam rising off the street on a super sunny morning after it rains all night jumping on trampolines and last but not least, talking to my therapist
I love a fat bag of weed and a backpack full of paint and a pocket full of caps. Oh a new load of pens are nice too. =D
i like wakking up to a stormy day htat clears up later so u can go out and bomb sneaking out siccesfully when every ones sleeping witting a perfect wall with full cans people hwo hit crazy spot and theyre shit is htere for like years
twirling spikes out of my beard while being distracted and then later walkign upto a mirror to notice i made several spikes lol p00f
Near death experiences are great..... Oh, god is actually real, I was like you lot at one point.... 'God is fake' etc..... But I met god when some paramedics were saving me from death.