Why does it always rain on me?
[x] so only one more show to go...excitement. i hate hate hate playing with our drummer. he is the biggest slackass i've ever encountered. long story. yesterday was city stages. it was cool, but another show nonetheless. today was work. back to the reality that "hey david, you really are a loser, not someone that anyone else cares about, and you have to work here constantly..." sometimes i just want to run away. leave and never come back. i dont want to tell anyone where ive gone. just go there and be. i might do that. save up a lot of money and leave. i just fucking hate my life and everything that has lead up to this point. i think back and all i can remember is rejection, loss, failure, defeat. when i think of these memories, i cry, as i am right now. it's sad. i just wish that once i could come out on top. i could win. i could accomplish. i feel that something terribly tragic will happen in the next year.