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Depression fucking sucks. It seems to be tormenting me a lot lately. I don't know what I want to do with my life. I was in a band for a month. Things were going well we came up with a few songs but then they became unprofessional. I took my friend over so he could listen to how we sound. Chris (bass) still didn't have a top string even though he had a fucking week to buy one and I'm sure nothing much better to do. (he has no job) I told him I was right by music go round and would have bought him a fucking string or brought over my bass. Bobby (drums) was playing off beat noise and thought it sounded "cool". I packed up my shit and told them to call me when they get their act together. My friend told me he was putting on a show and I could come out and have a 15 minute set. It leaked and suddenly bobby wants me to call him. Oh! so now that I have connections you want me to come jam with you again. You opportunist bastard.