Be Gone, Be Gone
I'm so tired of Martin, I'm ready to leave, I've been ready to leave this spot for years. There have been reasons to stay for years. There is nothing for me here anymore besides random pleasures that bring me joy for a short period of time then leave me wanting more. I can do more damage with one night of drinking than I can do good for a week. I see it like this, since I'm the only one who truly has to deal with the reprocussions I'm ready to venture out and see the world to cancel out the small town bullshit and rumors.I'm ready to go somewhere where I have to start fresh from scratch. I love to travel more than anything else I can name, it must be that gypsy blood in me, I know I was born a rollin stone but I've been gathering moss here. I know I'll be back ,but I also know I'm going. Fuck Love, Fuck my band, Fuck worring about other people, Fuck Live Journal especially. I'm gonna collect my dues in another direction.