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Wednesday, October 13, 2021

I’m a nappy dread headed,

Hopeless romantic runner,

Poetic writing loner,

Boxing meditator,

Saxophone playing punk,

Japanese speaking weight lifter,

Who listens to all genres on Apple music—

Wondering who’s more bothered? Me because I like country music? Or the individual who cringed after me telling them I can enjoy it?

There’s a few toe-tapping jams I can run to. I’ve even gone as far and crazy to sing at the top of my lungs to many of today’s greatest backroad hits.

This is why I find myself asking for her back when I know she’s not good for me. But if loving her is wrong, then I don’t want to be right. Maybe that’s why she left.

It’s hard getting over what you can’t understand.

Maybe it’s me. I’m a little bit harder to love than the rest.

SML…

That acronym means, Some Moments Last forever, but only if you got Budd in this b!tch. And no, I’m not talking about me being in this…

I smoke with life as if she’s my wife. To be honest with you, I often take three to four months off from smoking [weed] to ensure I actually like the latest country music I’ve been bouncing my brains out to…

Okay?

So that’s all I have to say, it’s all I have today…

Kthanxbye 🙂

-Budd

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Born and raised in Portland, Oregon, Budd writes because no one can 'read' him. And it's a great way to hide public thoughts...

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