Fuck the world, and fuck you too.
Practice went great today. We get better and better, every single day.
The past two nights, I've drank my ass off:
Friday - The bar. Donnie, Munster, Jeremy, Baby Cory, Big Shorts, Justin, Matt W. Booze, Ian, and myself. Got shit faced had an AWESOME time. I love my friends to death.
Saturday - Ian's apartment. Got wasted again. However, it wasnt quite as fun.
I know what you're all thinking. 'Yeah there's Danny the peice of shit.' The fuck up. The kid who's 'ruining' his life. You're all so fucking perfect. All of you people. The ones who USED to be my fucking friends. Who, when I show up somewhere everyone scatters. My old 'friends' who dont even fucking call me anymore. What the fuck did I do to all of you that was so fucking horrible? What atrocity did I commit? You all have your picture perfect Jesus Christ fucking lives. And here I am, the fucking heritic. The drunk. The stoner. The sexual fiend. The fucking 'date rapist'? Right isn't that what they said? The bullshit they told about me. How some friends of mine, won't even hangout with me because I 'make them nervous'? How the fuck am I supposed to feel? Do you motherfuckers forget I have feelings? And worst of all, the time we had together means nothing now. I'm just a distant fucking memory. I just wish, I was perfect. I wish, I was fucking perfect and happy;
JUST LIKE EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU
The past two nights, I've drank my ass off:
Friday - The bar. Donnie, Munster, Jeremy, Baby Cory, Big Shorts, Justin, Matt W. Booze, Ian, and myself. Got shit faced had an AWESOME time. I love my friends to death.
Saturday - Ian's apartment. Got wasted again. However, it wasnt quite as fun.
I know what you're all thinking. 'Yeah there's Danny the peice of shit.' The fuck up. The kid who's 'ruining' his life. You're all so fucking perfect. All of you people. The ones who USED to be my fucking friends. Who, when I show up somewhere everyone scatters. My old 'friends' who dont even fucking call me anymore. What the fuck did I do to all of you that was so fucking horrible? What atrocity did I commit? You all have your picture perfect Jesus Christ fucking lives. And here I am, the fucking heritic. The drunk. The stoner. The sexual fiend. The fucking 'date rapist'? Right isn't that what they said? The bullshit they told about me. How some friends of mine, won't even hangout with me because I 'make them nervous'? How the fuck am I supposed to feel? Do you motherfuckers forget I have feelings? And worst of all, the time we had together means nothing now. I'm just a distant fucking memory. I just wish, I was perfect. I wish, I was fucking perfect and happy;
JUST LIKE EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU