another day in the neighborhood
Well today was eventful. my dad came home and i got to spend some time with his evil bitch girlfriend, kinda girlfriend. i think he is gonna call it off, cause he is never home. he hasn't been home for four months. god now i am call this place home. so yeah, we went to scottsdale to get something from somebody but she wasn't at her office.
Im sick and tired of shithead kids that think i talk shit on them when i don't, oh well their fault not mine anymore. so here i am sitting alone in the dark with nothing but a melody in my head, i don't even know what it is but it is there. trancing my mind and bending my words, as if it where manipulating me, as if it where actually being played on a guitar. thats was random! well now i go.
Im sick and tired of shithead kids that think i talk shit on them when i don't, oh well their fault not mine anymore. so here i am sitting alone in the dark with nothing but a melody in my head, i don't even know what it is but it is there. trancing my mind and bending my words, as if it where manipulating me, as if it where actually being played on a guitar. thats was random! well now i go.