so 20 years ago i got my ass beat by a guy named steve.

he's dead now.

i don't know if that is poetic justice or just bad karma.

all i do know is that he died in a car accident.

he got off lucky.

i live. i'm sure anyone that ever knew me or this journal is on myspace now. dunno. missed the boat. i don't care for this net thing much anymore. but it's nice to vent. played some drums for a bit. moved and moved again. oh well, today is my bday. if anyone gives a fuck.

yeah i need to quit drinkin , thats a fact ( Read more... )

im wondering when i need to stop feeling bad. i know i havent been the best person let alone man ever. but fuck im a human. granted a drunk one. but fuck i cant walk around with this hurt on my shoulders. its tough being a douchebag i guess. maybe why im not sober enough to realize it.i oughtta quit drinking , but i dont know what id do with myself ( Read more... )

im tired ( Read more... )

so my friend scott buried his child yesterday.

then his wife killed herself last night.

man.....

i would only hope that those that are near and dear to me know they can fucking PICK UP THE PHONE AND CALL ME!!!!!!

FUCK!!!!!! friends dying is not a happy feeling.

You Can't Complain ( Read more... )

it's my bday.

love me.

ya know i can't even keep solid food down anymore.....

and a MAN died last night. and i haven't cried in a grip , but i can't stop. i don't know if it's for him or myself , but im pretty fucked up at the moment.

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