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34E:
-almost some type of random fight almost broke on it the bus. it was weird. then this random lady kept on sharing at me...
-get to my stop, but dont realize that sean is waiting for me at his car. so i had to rush of the bus before the doors closed and run into his car.
he waited for me at a parking lot, and it was all good. havent seen that fool in a long time yo, it was nice to spend the whole day with that sexy motherfucker.
i climbed in his car, and we proceced to drive south, to new bedford. it was an awesome car ride, we listen to music, and talked about shit that was bothering us. mostly laughs and high fives...
after about a hour drive to new bedford, we finally get to IDN practice space to grab his bass shit. the smell of that place was horrible. i think they have this dump that they use to throw away all this toxic shit. at first i though sean farted, and released some posioness gass that would have made my face turn into soup.
after getting this stuff, we drive all the way back to westwood...
sean's car:
-telling stories about hardcore shows
-telling stories about scene whores
-telling stories about bands we hate, or bands i hate, and he loves
-talking about bands that are racist, and how much they suck.
-hollering at shorties, cause we be mad gangsta...
we get back to his house, and we just chill. we watched like 10 episodes of the simpsons, and we ate pizza. then we where back again.
sean's car:
-beautiful sunset
-talk about writing
-talk about girls
-talk about how we are going to kill the guy who gave us the wrong directions
at times there were siliences in the car, at these moments, i thought about ashley. and that whole situation. it confuses me. i dont get it at all. why am i soo fucked up in my brain!? its insane...
i though about some other things too, but that was the mainly on my mind. i usally get these feelings about things, and i diffantly got a feeling about...nevermind...
back to sean's car. we get to kingston, and were looking for this spilt in the road. anf looking for all this shit. we couldnt find it. the asshole that ran that show, fails at life.(kinda like me)
so we end up at a dock...like boats and shit...fucking strange...
after like 20 minutes of driving, and my ass falling asleep, we get there. finally, some mosh action right? NEGATRON!
i have to sit through a a shitty emo band. with emobreakdowns, bad ones. then my home boys came on...i must of kicked soo many kids in the face. i litterally went up to kids and kicked them, punched them. i didnt care tonight. i had alot of built up shot on my chest. it had to be released. all this confusion and want, and mistakes haunting me...poor kids, they will go home tonight and tell there mommies that they got the shit kicked out of them...
after the show, we decided to go to bickfords, and hang out with aaron, and rachiel.
sean's car:
-growling to between the buried and me
-singing to between the buried and me
-speeding on highway
-driving with no lights on
-racing
we get to bickfords, and my night has hightend more from there on. we all made each other laugh. from people walking in the resrurante, we could tell there personal life.(low life, capartinter) my favorite, porn star...it was fun times...
im going to steal pictures now...sorry
pictures taken and stolen by a very awesome person
-almost some type of random fight almost broke on it the bus. it was weird. then this random lady kept on sharing at me...
-get to my stop, but dont realize that sean is waiting for me at his car. so i had to rush of the bus before the doors closed and run into his car.
he waited for me at a parking lot, and it was all good. havent seen that fool in a long time yo, it was nice to spend the whole day with that sexy motherfucker.
i climbed in his car, and we proceced to drive south, to new bedford. it was an awesome car ride, we listen to music, and talked about shit that was bothering us. mostly laughs and high fives...
after about a hour drive to new bedford, we finally get to IDN practice space to grab his bass shit. the smell of that place was horrible. i think they have this dump that they use to throw away all this toxic shit. at first i though sean farted, and released some posioness gass that would have made my face turn into soup.
after getting this stuff, we drive all the way back to westwood...
sean's car:
-telling stories about hardcore shows
-telling stories about scene whores
-telling stories about bands we hate, or bands i hate, and he loves
-talking about bands that are racist, and how much they suck.
-hollering at shorties, cause we be mad gangsta...
we get back to his house, and we just chill. we watched like 10 episodes of the simpsons, and we ate pizza. then we where back again.
sean's car:
-beautiful sunset
-talk about writing
-talk about girls
-talk about how we are going to kill the guy who gave us the wrong directions
at times there were siliences in the car, at these moments, i thought about ashley. and that whole situation. it confuses me. i dont get it at all. why am i soo fucked up in my brain!? its insane...
i though about some other things too, but that was the mainly on my mind. i usally get these feelings about things, and i diffantly got a feeling about...nevermind...
back to sean's car. we get to kingston, and were looking for this spilt in the road. anf looking for all this shit. we couldnt find it. the asshole that ran that show, fails at life.(kinda like me)
so we end up at a dock...like boats and shit...fucking strange...
after like 20 minutes of driving, and my ass falling asleep, we get there. finally, some mosh action right? NEGATRON!
i have to sit through a a shitty emo band. with emobreakdowns, bad ones. then my home boys came on...i must of kicked soo many kids in the face. i litterally went up to kids and kicked them, punched them. i didnt care tonight. i had alot of built up shot on my chest. it had to be released. all this confusion and want, and mistakes haunting me...poor kids, they will go home tonight and tell there mommies that they got the shit kicked out of them...
after the show, we decided to go to bickfords, and hang out with aaron, and rachiel.
sean's car:
-growling to between the buried and me
-singing to between the buried and me
-speeding on highway
-driving with no lights on
-racing
we get to bickfords, and my night has hightend more from there on. we all made each other laugh. from people walking in the resrurante, we could tell there personal life.(low life, capartinter) my favorite, porn star...it was fun times...
im going to steal pictures now...sorry
pictures taken and stolen by a very awesome person