WHY DOES TIM HURT ME?
Lars Fest went pretty well last night too. Except for one thing.
YOU DUMB ASS KEITH! Yes, I saw you there! You shouldn't have even come around. BECAUSE YES, TIM SAW YOU TOO.
I finished my set with "The Viking" because that's the most poignant song I've ever written. Tim hates it though because I don't mention him in it.
But anyway, I finished the set and started to head backstage. I smiled at Tim, hoping he'd tell me what a great job I did. But he wasn't smiling.
"Lars, we need to talk!" he hissed.
My stomach just dropped. I didn't know what I did wrong. He took his sunglasses off and just stared at me with those cold, accusing, beady little eyes. "What the fuck is he doing here!" he yelled. He screamed so loud that Matt Freeman came over and put his hand on my shoulder, for support I guess.
"Who?" I acted confused but I knew what he meant by this time.
"Fuck you Lars, just fuck you!" and he stormed off.
GOD DAMN IT TIM. I DIDN'T EVEN INVITE KEITH. I mean I didnt barr him from coming but I didn't say, "hey you should come" either.
Now Tim won't even talk to me. He's just going to go and hang out with Travis Barker all fucking night long because suddenly they're SUCH GOOD FRIENDS. WELL WHERE THE FUCK DOES THIS LEAVE ME?
I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF TIM'S SHIT.
NO WONDER BRODY DALLE DIVORCED HIM. If he treated her half as bad as he treats me, well I just couldn't blame her.
I just want to cry. Matt Freeman held my hand all night long. He told me as much as he loves Tim, he doesn't like seeing me hurt by his irrational anger. And then the guy who plays drums for Rancid came over and said, "Lars, I support you too!"
Oh I love those guys. They're so great. NOT TIM THOUGH. FUCK YOU TIM. YOU CAN JUST STAY AT TRAVIS BARKER'S HOUSE TONIGHT BECAUSE I'M NOT LETTING YOU COME HOME. YOU HAVE A LOT OF FUCKING THINKING TO DO.
I AM GOING TO LISTEN TO MAINLINING MURDER ALL NIGHT AND THINK ABOUT YOU.
YOU DUMB ASS KEITH! Yes, I saw you there! You shouldn't have even come around. BECAUSE YES, TIM SAW YOU TOO.
I finished my set with "The Viking" because that's the most poignant song I've ever written. Tim hates it though because I don't mention him in it.
But anyway, I finished the set and started to head backstage. I smiled at Tim, hoping he'd tell me what a great job I did. But he wasn't smiling.
"Lars, we need to talk!" he hissed.
My stomach just dropped. I didn't know what I did wrong. He took his sunglasses off and just stared at me with those cold, accusing, beady little eyes. "What the fuck is he doing here!" he yelled. He screamed so loud that Matt Freeman came over and put his hand on my shoulder, for support I guess.
"Who?" I acted confused but I knew what he meant by this time.
"Fuck you Lars, just fuck you!" and he stormed off.
GOD DAMN IT TIM. I DIDN'T EVEN INVITE KEITH. I mean I didnt barr him from coming but I didn't say, "hey you should come" either.
Now Tim won't even talk to me. He's just going to go and hang out with Travis Barker all fucking night long because suddenly they're SUCH GOOD FRIENDS. WELL WHERE THE FUCK DOES THIS LEAVE ME?
I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF TIM'S SHIT.
NO WONDER BRODY DALLE DIVORCED HIM. If he treated her half as bad as he treats me, well I just couldn't blame her.
I just want to cry. Matt Freeman held my hand all night long. He told me as much as he loves Tim, he doesn't like seeing me hurt by his irrational anger. And then the guy who plays drums for Rancid came over and said, "Lars, I support you too!"
Oh I love those guys. They're so great. NOT TIM THOUGH. FUCK YOU TIM. YOU CAN JUST STAY AT TRAVIS BARKER'S HOUSE TONIGHT BECAUSE I'M NOT LETTING YOU COME HOME. YOU HAVE A LOT OF FUCKING THINKING TO DO.
I AM GOING TO LISTEN TO MAINLINING MURDER ALL NIGHT AND THINK ABOUT YOU.