I'm extremely confused on life right now.

Yea, alright dad. Just keep telling me how much I don't care. Because I don't. Though it hurts you and mom, I don't really fucking care. Take away everything you gave me. I don't care. Take away my band, the studio, I don't care. You'd never take my life for some reason. You really think I'm going to go somewhere in life. I'm not. I just don't care ( Read more... )

God I love this band. So fucking soothing, it really relaxs me. I love music that can do that to you ( Read more... )

Sooo, more birthday's this weekend. Adam's, Jonny's, Heidi's, and Mitch's. Yup, crazyness. Happy birthday everyone.

Friday I got drunk with a few awesome people in my studio. Fun times.

( Yea we're cooler than you. )

I don't think I've given enough credit to two of the coolest girls I've ever met. I've never seen so much work put into a home made birthday card. And I've never known people could cheer you up so much. I'm so grateful to have friends that care about me enough to the point that they visit me on random occasions and bring me pancakes, or take me to ( Read more... )

I'm done. Honestly, what's the point of me? I don't deserve to be here, I don't deserve to be any of your friends, I don't deserve to live with my family. I deserve to be out on the streets, looking for change so I can get cigarettes instead of food, finding as much newspaper as I could so I don't have to be that cold while sleeping in another bum ( Read more... )

I'm so fucking annoyed right now. Even my own fucking dad sees it. Let's face it, I was just never good enough for any of you.

I'm alone in this world. Two years, two months, and counting.

This entry was meant for one thing, and one thing only:

I FUCKING LOVE THRICE MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF.

Other than that, I miss a certain someone and don't understand why they avoid me.

I need to stop being such a nice guy and giving out my beer, leading to a shortage of alcohol consumption.

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This is fucking stupid. All of it. I can't wait till I get that full time job. I need to get away from people; not because of them, but because of me. I just can't handle it anymore. I'm just not fucking happy, and for some reason, I can't be. I feel like I'm going insane. This stupid fucking weekend just blew me over the edge.

I'm sorry.

Wow, first update in a while. Not much going on in this poor man's life, except for the fact that I dread the next day before I go to sleep. I've become an alcoholic and I need to stop. My fuckin lip ring is a bitch and I need to get a new one as soon as possible. Aaaand The Acacia Strain is the heaviest fucking band I've ever heard in my life. But ( Read more... )