Saturday, August 11, 2007
Blood boils over
Plus, Slim wasn't really into it like I was, because whereas I could've palyed for like an hour more, she kept asking if we could leave for Applebee's. At rock camp, half the people would skip half of lunch to just jam, which I thought was really cool that they were just as dedicated and into music as me! Oh, so suddenly I am this under-dedicated retard. I was HUNGRY! I wanted FOOD! ♠If this works, My mood went ↓It was forever ago and she's holding it against me because her brother is selfish and won't play with her. I'm less angry than sad. No, nevermind.I'M MAD TOO.No, sad. More das than dam. Reverse.I just feel like I'm failing at everything and school is a mess and life is a mess, my sister is moving out again and I thought vic was my friend. I mean she is and I doubt she really meant- well, she probably did mean it. I guess I'm just a lowly slacker.My sis is moving out to sonoma and I feel like she is walking out of my life forever; I mean I went through periods of not seeing her for a year or so. I haven't seen Richard in 4 years. They say he is getting better but when I talk to him, which is rarely, he never sounds ok.'I don't know what else to say... please just get away...' A song that just came on. Bass solo.BASS IS BAD because you need drums and fucktard slim cannot play them.I am worthless.
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