it is friday. last night everyone was tossed. tonight i hope something goes on. i dont want to be a zombie and it seems alot of people do. someone must be out there.

sitting here writing on monday at 913 pm. today went on some car adventures and didnt do much. have the urge and desire to go to blue mondays right now. fuck not having a car. probably getting shamed right now. so now i am : looking for something to do: looking for someone to do it with: and trying to not go insane with boredom.

the past few days have been pretty monotonous. excluding monday of course. feeling good about practice and the efforts we are making to continue bettering ourselves. right now sitting waiting.... which is what i always seem to do....for jeff and ricky to come over. need to get out of this concentrated hell that is the vibes of my house. silence. ( Read more... )

last night got finally fucking out to a place that i did not ever want to leave. this feeling comes rare and nice that it happened last night i say. wanted to participate in the evenings splendid trip but decided to be an outsider and enjoy the music and atmosphere. some classic tunes and wonderful experiences shall be attained. tonight got finally ( Read more... )

residing here at 1230 on sunday. hot as hell outside. 80 degrees hot. these past new nights i have been searching to find something to do. spend some time/ meet some people who are not zombies. another mission failed. been stuck with the conclusion that: EVERY DAY IS LIKE SUNDAY./// doo doo doo. WHAT THE FUCK. hearing a suburban/ conservative ( Read more... )

just thought i would mention that.. it seems to be the inevitable that all that is desired is rejected the harshest. every hope is smashed harder depending on how much it means to you. every night shall be sleepless. every day with beautiful weather shall be spent wishing to spend it with you. grasping each breathe finally for what they are worth. ( Read more... )

in this conjegated valley of pain i see only faces with x's over their eyes ( Read more... )

on sunday saw the hope conspiracy and met up with an old accomplice. hung out and loved the evening. the hope came on, some insanely passionate music. connecting with the singer to sing those couple words was beautiful. after show and some drama decided that my anger needed to be dealt with alone. being fake could not and will never do it. for some ( Read more... )

sunday morning. bright lights. run to dark. feeling miserable. the smiths...bauhaus. this weekend has been expectations so far with no gratifacation. tonight maybe there will be some due to the hope conspsiracy rocking out. went to melrose yesterday. about to go attempt to lose my feeling. went over to a party last night that contained nothing but ( Read more... )

tonight we practiced once again. every time it feels better. today went threw the same old shit minus the construction workers. went and reflected on the beautiful night sky. valley view has no light pollution. i saw bills martini and i saw it all while enjoying some tunes with donald. jorge, the man, came and got me and then practice coincided. ( Read more... )