If shit doesn't progress soon, I'm done. I can make it farther on my own, anyway.

Life's stagnant, and I'm sick of it.
Things are going to change. I'm tired of compromising my own happiness for other people.

I feel like I'm waiting for something to walk into my life and make it all better. That's not going to happen.

I don't think I've said "fuck" so many times in my life as I have in these last couple of weeks.

Why the fuck do I even try?

I love not giving a fuck about myself.

God Damn me.

I don't really want to go to college, and get a normal job and all that bullshit. I want to write, and record, and sing, and play guitar, and tour. I felt for some reason that I needed to do what I had to do to secure myself a normal life. Job, education, career, then wife, house, family. But no, I don't want to worry about any of that. I felt like ( Read more... )

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FUCK.

I think I might be done with Bakersfield after this next semester. Touring, and seeing other places might make me realize that my time here is up. I'm ready for it mentally, but financially might be an issue.

I really just want to leave this place.

I don't want to feel like I need anybody anymore.

In one day the last two people I cared about got over me. I feel really good right now. I'm not gonna get depressed though, I'm just going to explore new places, and hopefully find of my own to lay down in for a while. Then I'll come back, and it'll be like I never left. I hope. I'll be just fine ( Read more... )