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never fails... i try to get away from bullshit and have fun away from home, and a shitstorm forms. shit with my promoting, and bands throwing fits, because i won't bend over and just take it. shit with my brother(s) possibly going to jail, and how that's going to effect the rest of my family, and what little we have now. blahblah. kevin should be home from work soon, and then i can forget this shit. and he'll pierce my face. and we'll go to the mall. and maybe i'll get tattooed tomorrow. that would be nice.
i'm hungry.
i'm hungry.