between the buried and me tonight. game over.

holy shit fuck. my mom's crazy.

i need a new fucking household to come "home" to and be happy there, not get fucking bitched at for coming home 15 minutes late and getting slapped in the face for smoking a cigarette in my car at 1:30 in the morning. this shit is getting rediculous and i'm about to get my own place if this shit keeps up.

i'm so fucking sick of this.

i quit my job. i told my boss to fuck herself after she woke me up and called me a prick. so now i'm free all the time, so if you'd like to hang out, call me.

so yeah. these last couple days have been a trip. and not in a good way, so i appologize if i seemed "distant" as some of you refered to me. but yeah. i'll be back to my good ol' self soon enough. i just need some time yo.

whoa.

if i hear of another person running their god damn mouths to people, i'm going to lay you the fuck out. if i told you something, i meant for you to hear it. and you only. so don't go telling all your friends like it's the fucking topic of the week. stop it.

What's done is done and gone, so why cry?
Through blood I inherited a life that could destroy you.
I drink all day. I smoke all day. Now all I do is sit and stare.

disregard capitain.

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