I am unhappy. Let me just make that known. I don't know why, when, or where I became this way, but it's in my bones. I'm feeling quite temporary, like the batteries are running out and I'm blinking slow. I half expect to look in the mirror and see an old man balding and cancerous with flakes for skin or a sagging face. I won't pray myself out of ( Read more... )

Dear Trevecca (The Institution, not it's students ( Read more... )

I feel drained. Not having a place to be alone is really getting to me. When I'm alone is when I can freely write and play music, and I do not get the chance to do that here; there's always someone that can hear me and that bothers me. It makes me want to vomit. I feel like a complete waste of life. I'm not studying anything that i have ( Read more... )

Thus far, college is lame. Don't go. With that said though, i am TRYING to have a positive outlook on this whole thing. Perhaps I just feel this way because i'm homesick and missing people and when that subsides a little I'll start enjoying myself more. Right now though, I'm really just not liking this at all. The only positve aspect i've ( Read more... )

I hate this shit.

10 days and counting. suck.

guess what nate bought today??... yup, you guessed it, a new mando... wahooo.

I find myself constantly discouraged. I have trouble accepting and living with things that happen and decisions i make. Music sometimes seems like more of a curse than anything else, like it's just something i can attempt to be good at, without ever actually feeling satisfied. I dislike where i'm at. People's opinions only matter to me if they' ( Read more... )

College, i hate the thought of you. Woody Guthrie, i want to be you.

Apparently my dad is in the emergency room right now because of some weird stuff going on with his heart. I dont know the details, but i'm worried.