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juiceboxjack · 1 year
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Feeling kinda cute for once.
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juiceboxjack · 7 months
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juiceboxjack · 7 months
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Yay I got to close down the restaurant I work at. It's now 1 AM. Gotta be back at 9AM. Fuck I love late stage capitalism
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juiceboxjack · 8 months
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Made it to 27. Always thought I'd die young, in a freak gasoline fight accident. Feeling cute though.
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juiceboxjack · 4 months
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Man, oh man. Nostalgia is really setting in right now. This picture was taken in, I think, late 2017?? I was definitely freshly 21 years old in it, I know that much. This was taken in the studio when my old punk band was recorded our first EP. This was such a fun day. Life was generally easier. I didn't have much money, or a stable place to live, I just had my guitar, amp, a 1994 Ford, that was always leaking something, and a bunch of angry, fast songs. Life seemed so full, and I felt like I had everything in front of me. I'm only 27 years old now, but I feel that I'm only getting older, lonlier, forgotten. I make decent cash now, have a stable spot, with the best friends I've ever had. There's just something missing from my existence, and I know it's a down ass partner. A heart of gold is hard to find, as they say. I know how to be alone, sometimes I prefer it. I just don't want to die that way. Anyway, sorry for the rant. Just in my head these days.
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juiceboxjack · 3 years
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18 year old me back in 2014, when I first started traveling. This picture is in Morro Bay California. With my girlfriend at the time and our baby cat Crowley. In our hitchhiking honeymoon phase.
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juiceboxjack · 2 years
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Life's going pretty damn ok these days. 2 months sober besides weed. Feel much better, relationship with my partner is healthier, don't worry about the shakes anymore. Got a trucky truck. Moving out of Nevada this coming spring. Going to start writing songs again. Life going well is weirder for me, but it's definitely worth it.
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juiceboxjack · 3 years
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Was feeling myself. Y’all think I’m cute? Got new glasses.
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juiceboxjack · 3 years
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Still alive... that feeling when you finally shower and drink water.
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juiceboxjack · 4 years
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I'm goin' down to the Greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Gonna find that lady with two or three kids
And sit down by her side
Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me
'Bout two or three times
Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat
Tryin' to hide my sorrow from the people I meet
And get along with it all
Go down where the people say "Y'all"
Sing a song with a friend
Change the shape that I'm in
And get back in the game, start playin' again
I'd like to stay
But I might have to go to start over again
Might go back down to Texas
Might go to somewhere that I've never been
And get up in the mornin' and go out at night
And I won't have to go home
Get used to bein' alone
Change the words to this song, start singin' again
I'm tired of runnin' 'round lookin'
For answers to questions that I already know
I could build me a castle of memories
Just to have somewhere to go
Count the days and the nights that it takes
To get back in the saddle again
Feed the pigeons some clay, turn the night into day
Start talkin' again, when I know what to say
I'm goin' down to the Greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Gonna find that lady with two or three kids
And sit down by her side
Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me
'Bout two or three times
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
Start talkin' again when I know what to say
~Blaze Foley
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juiceboxjack · 3 years
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When I get my gun. Lord I’m checking out. Out of everything, you know I’m going down. Ain’t no one that I loved, that I treated well. I’m holding onto you and staring into hell.
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juiceboxjack · 3 years
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It seriously fucking astounds me how someone will tell you that they love you, will always love you, call you their soulmate, make plans for a future with you, talk about maybe one day having a family and getting hitched and all that shit. Make you feel on top of the world. And then one day just completely flip on you, lose all interest, make you feel like it’s all your fault, then just kick you out of their life, ghost you, and move onto the next one. Like Foreal dawg. People can be so fucking fake and two faced that you ignore all the red flags because you’re so in love with them. Shit when I’m alone at least I know it’s just me who makes me miserable or happy and I’m not dependent. I just wanna be a lone wolf for awhile. People suck.
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juiceboxjack · 3 years
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To beard or not to beard? Any opinions?
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juiceboxjack · 4 years
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One of these days I’m gonna get pissed. I’ll just drink too much and pop some pills to make the best of it. I’m sorry but I like to have fun. Even if it might kill me. But all I ever wanted was to be just who I am and I love you but that’s who I’m gonna be. Cause I fuck up and I get down and I make up things in my head that aren’t real. I get so strung out on the way things are, I’ll be surprised if I make it through the year.
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juiceboxjack · 4 years
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Really down in the dumps tonight. Could use some advice.
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juiceboxjack · 4 years
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