"I'm an addict."

Always been, I suppose.
Addictive personality.
I should look that up.

going nowhere, fast.

Laying in bed, listening to records... Black Heart Procession, Helmet, the Beatles... Its been another day ( Read more... )

It's been a year and some change since I've written anything here. I guess a little has happened. I stopped going to Pool Nights; and, Release The Dog played their last show in December ( Read more... )

I didnt necissarily have a bad day.  It was different.  But only in superficial ways.  Decided i should get out of the house this morning.  Drove over to jen's starbucks.  Got a refresher drink.  Got an oil change at grease monkey.  Went to kroger and got my juices, smoothies, and energy drinks.  Then i was gonna meet up with john.  But that didnt ( Read more... )

"i hate life, ...and i wanna die, ...so leave me alone."

(in a dream, a spacious empty parking lot, it's raining,  i'm on the phone with my Dad, i lay down on the concrete.)

I spend so much money on cigarettes and alcohol... And the worst part is, is that it's not even my own money. It's terrible. Of course I feel terrible about it.

The trip out to Washington was such a good, wonderful, memorable time. Hanging out with Johnny, Marshall, and Harley every day... Practicing and recording at Dishman in Seabeck. The house in Manette, right there on the Puget Sound, with the roommates... Julian, Brian, and Evan. Crashin on the couch. Boiling water on the stove every morning to ( Read more... )

It's been stressful. At first, it was just fun and exciting. But now I'm not dealin so well ( Read more... )

This is not an escape. There is no escape. None except death.

God damn it, it's another day.

Fuck.