As per Derek's request ( Read more... )

Dear Maine,

I'll be seeing you in a few days.

So there I was, venturing to the grocery store with my parents to pick something up for dinner. This is the set up to what happens, meaning everything you've read so far is pretty much pointless, unless you wanted to visualize the situation. Fuck it. Anyways, I leave my parents and make my way to the washroom, going down the isle with tons of ( Read more... )

last new year's eve was fucking awful and the prospect of another lame new year's eve has got me singing the blues ( Read more... )

I want to make someone happy.

September 12th. Coliseum and Breather Resist ( Read more... )

Made my way downtown. Found a bunch of idiot kids going to some lame screamo show (guess Maine and Ottawa aren't that different) and decided to half watch/half indulge in the overpriced booze. By the end of the night I was feeling pretty good ( Read more... )

I don't think I'll ever be back to stay...
and that's the most awful feeling ever.

One decent day that's not problem ridden would work wonders for my morale.

I don't know what keeps my feet moving anymore.

As of the 19th of August I'm getting my huge tattoo finished and everything ( Read more... )