no, can't top that last title
See that subject.
I wasn't even THINKING when I typed that last entry's title, then Mark points it out, and I'm luck, fuck shit, this is the perfect title to use for my poppadelic sexy Prince rip-off album after this cathartic distorted pile of self-pity and puke otherwise known as FOTW.
Maybe then I can debut a new band name, because the one I have now is annoying me.
I'm writing this not in Florida, because I'm not there. It's a long story.
Unfortunately I still have to get up and get on a train and go there. Today. In 2 hours.
Lugging probably 120 pounds of bullshit because I have to carry ALL my musical recording tools with me. Oy vey. Fun times. WOrking on nothing but music for the next three weeks, kids! It's like my DREAM.
I swear, I'm going to take my WHOLE bottle of Klonopin the first DAY.
I am so fucking stressed out.
This trip isn't helping much.
Okay, anyway!
Bye everyone! NONe of you die or anything, blah blah, whatever,
insert customary goodbyes here
I have no message for any of you.
Last transmission from tha ghetto:
"...don't plan your future ahead of time. It usually ends up the exact opposite. Married with kids? Destitute and alone."
More transmissions NEXT TIME NIGGA
I wasn't even THINKING when I typed that last entry's title, then Mark points it out, and I'm luck, fuck shit, this is the perfect title to use for my poppadelic sexy Prince rip-off album after this cathartic distorted pile of self-pity and puke otherwise known as FOTW.
Maybe then I can debut a new band name, because the one I have now is annoying me.
I'm writing this not in Florida, because I'm not there. It's a long story.
Unfortunately I still have to get up and get on a train and go there. Today. In 2 hours.
Lugging probably 120 pounds of bullshit because I have to carry ALL my musical recording tools with me. Oy vey. Fun times. WOrking on nothing but music for the next three weeks, kids! It's like my DREAM.
I swear, I'm going to take my WHOLE bottle of Klonopin the first DAY.
I am so fucking stressed out.
This trip isn't helping much.
Okay, anyway!
Bye everyone! NONe of you die or anything, blah blah, whatever,
insert customary goodbyes here
I have no message for any of you.
Last transmission from tha ghetto:
"...don't plan your future ahead of time. It usually ends up the exact opposite. Married with kids? Destitute and alone."
More transmissions NEXT TIME NIGGA