It's a pretty sad state of mind when I can't stand up to people. I cower to people, because that will make them feel better. But I sit here thinking that I am just a pile of shit
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jeezus zack, you say you're going to make a cover of the song when me and amanda and creighton are working on it, if you wanted to sing or try and mix it you can or could have. i was talking about the recording, i wanted to cut the guitar tracks because i had an idea for it. and it doesn't make anyone feel better when you 'let them walk all over you' because you just go and bitch about it to someone else. i never said you were bad at music and i never said you can't mix, i say you need to keep working because in music that's what really matters. until you're jimmy hendrix, it's very limiting to just play around. i think i recall for paying for half of the pizza, didn't i? if i forgot to give you half or something, and you didn't ask me about it, its not my fault that you didn't get any money yet(even though technically you still owe me money, which i don't even give a fuck about you paying me back, i just was trying to get gas the one time i brought it up). if its arrogant to want to try and record my band's song because i
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I guess I understand. I was just frustrated, because I saw the cover that I really wanted to try and do, and impress someone, becoming yours. I guess I was just really frustrated, with more than one thing.
I won't even start on that last comment... I just won't.
i don't understand how you can expect me to "get along with myself", when i just lost a really big part of myself less than 5 months ago. I'm not saying you didn't, but I was really fucked up by it, because I instead of actually taking the time to go through the grieving process, was forced in to making the grieving process pass by in the 6 weeks I was out of school. That six weeks, appeared to go by in two days. I barely had recognition of what had happened even six months after my brother passed away. Getting along with myself? I mean if you expect me to be over it this soon. You're way fucking wrong. You have no idea how many times, even now, that I want to find everyone that fucked with my brother in high school, or just in general, and fucking stab them to death. I would too, if only to get my final vengeance against all those people. Here it is, five months later, and I've cried once. I didn't fucking shed a tear at his funeral. Perhaps that's a blessing, but I'd rather think that, it would be rather therapeutic to just cry and
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