I remember everything, I fucking remember every single thing, down to the last damn detail. I remember my first kiss with Monica playing spin the bottle in the back of the middle school, it lasted 10 seconds. Then of course, the time when I was the only kid with casual clothes on a regular friday, weirdo. I remember being afraid of older kids I ( Read more... )

This FRIDAY NIGHT AT CHURCHILLS my new band, ARSONIST and I are playing for the very first time! Please come out and support us! Besides, Churchills is cool on its own anyway and girls will be able get in for FREE before 10pm. Pretty sweet deal, right?

Everything starts at 8pm

Other Bands:AC Cobra ( Read more... )

first, i get fired from work for yelling out cuss words. Before i walk out with all my belongings, i decapitate the person responsible for being near me during my moment of rage and getting me fired. I put his head inside a metal bucket full of water and put it in a fridge. His body i covered with books. I go outside in the rain, and my car was ( Read more... )

and now for your daily "Alejandro's number one regret" post:

1) The most beautiful woman i have ever met, liked me. And of course, i pushed her away.

now she is with another man, and i am completely miserable.

i sleep dreaming that the sun will shine upon my face away. just one more time.

using dictionary words to explain situations and social relations? thats kind of like putting butter ontop of a garlic roll. Simple unnecessarity. I could easily say "my friends lives are far more exciting than mine"...or stop feeling like the sun burnt off my lips. If only i was on national television. Before the super bowl, or on the price is ( Read more... )

one of the very bad things about me is that i teach myself to not give a fuck. Mostly because 98% of the time, my mind is way ahead of my body. I see through so many things and so many people and i really dont like it. Its kind of like i know what people are thinking and i am full of shit. Whats even worse is that everything that will happen ( Read more... )

if i knew how confused i was, then maybe i'll calm down for a minute, put my feet up and filed my cup with more pisco. Its a beautiful memory of love if you can remember actually. I am for sure a dreamer. Peru was wonderfull. I carry with me memories only i alone got to experience, in ways that could never be forgotten. I feel in more than many ( Read more... )

this is me puking :

whhhooeeeeeewwweeeeellllllllllggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhjjjjjjjj.......(spits) whipes mouth, oh ffffhhhhhhhhurrrrrryyyijj

i am typing this on a peruvian keyboard, enjoying good peruvian weather. im talking. clouds, no sun, and lots of fog. and people listen to music from 5 years ago, and its new...ohhh this just in. i think im staying. because, this is reality. right here. and when you see, the lowest of lows...which is right infront of me, right here....then you can ( Read more... )

sometimes, a lot of things and a lot of people seem more and more like a joke. A lot of times i find myself surrrounded by pure amounts of lies. Most of the time i dont even know why my feet are buried in cement ( Read more... )