Let the funeral begin!
Life sucks, everything always fucking happens like this. I have a really really good few days and then BOOM some fucking bitch comes along to ruin it. I seriously don't understand why this always seems to happen to me. God (if IT even really exsists) must have it out for me or something. Why can't I find peace in this damn town.
I understand that people do what they've gotta do, but damn it why me why am I the one that gets dicked out of going to warped tour? I'm seriously just going to start being a fucking asshole to her because she can just fucking go rot in hell. I don't deserve this life, no one does. FUCK, do I even deserve to live?
I tare myself apart every night trying to find my flaw, what sets me apart and gets me hurt. Is it that people see that I've got no self-worth and they think they can just add onto it? Like this fag Cory Charles, this kid is a major pill popping self-centered son of a bitch. He thinks hes soo much better than me, but its funny because he got kicked out of his band but revenge is OOH soo sweet and Life does however have its suttle joys in down times so I'll give it that much credit.
Jonas if you read this anytime soon, call me please because I need to come spend some time up there. Get the hell away from here and all these assholes (with the acception of people who actually stick up for me, thank you very much it really does mean alot) and people who think they are "more punk than me".
A shot to the head your better off dead,
Kyle