"hair doesn't matter"
Hung out on the butte tonight. i gave in again and bought a pack of ciggs. goddamnit, i was so stern on quitting. i just got really stressed out and sad and emotional, so i was like "eeh fuck it." it's stupid i know. but it helped me feel better. i thought of so many lyrics sitting on that butte. i hate how i never write them down though, and always forget them. not that i would actually make music to go with it, or even let anyone else hear it for that matter, but i just like reading back on ideas that i thought were good at the time to see my progression of creativity. and also what were most likely my influences. but apparently i dont care enough.i bought a shark tooth the other day and made a neckless and it broke yesterday, i was sad. it was really sweet, and cost me 9 skrilla. life. i really wish i could get all my things back from people. especially scattered cds. and clothes that i love. im watching this super weird show on channel 11 and it's fuckin weird as shit.