I got a page in Kerrang!, motherfuckers. I got compared to Dani Filth and described as 'sugar sweet' in the same sentence.

Yeah, that's me, bitches. Sugar sweet.

Really gotta call Merc and make another appointment for my tattoo.

Wanna come along, Steph? We could ever get you one. Merc's great.

For now I feel a song coming on...

I have to go to an album signing at the HMV downtown. And probably do some acoustic shit at the same time. There's a chick there who'll be on my motherfucking back the whole fucking time.

Man, all these sycophants make me wanna crack a vein. But not as much as my god damn parents do.

Always meet everyone you can on the internet. Because sometimes it leads to sex.

They're fucking fighting again. I'm out of this shithole before they notice me.

Back in London and well slept. Feels good ( Read more... )

Exhausted.

Finished the Warped Tour.

Excuse me while I die.

Can't...sign...anything...else...motherfucking...hand...will...fucking...fall...off. My hands are almost bloody from how hard I've been going at that bass. That hasn't happened for a few years.

Flying home tommorrow hopefully. We all need to just go home and sleep.