i. fucking. love. this. town ( Read more... )

i leave for Sweden in less than 48 hours.

last night me and my new friends Freddie and Karolis thought it would be a genius idea to go on a pub crawl. yeah. it was ridiculous. there were so many bars and so much booze... fuck. i actually have no recollection on how we got to the last club. all i know is that i was flirting with a 30 year old chick from Vienna and also a hippie chick ( Read more... )

i saw Thee Silver Mt Zion Memorial Orchestra and Tralala Band last night in Paris. they.were.fucking.amazing. but it just didn't feel right though... i wish Mike had been there for the experience.

here are photos from Cult Of Luna's performance in Haarlem, The Netherlands:
( dark room, dead men )

i'm in Ghent, Belgium. i'm tired. and i'm pretty sure my feet smell.

i went to the protests in Paris yesterday. it was crazy. i got off at Place de la République with a hunch that would be where shit went down. as i exited the metro the square was empty and police where getting into position on all the roads that emptied into the square. then the protesters arrived. after a short rally some of the crowd began to ( Read more... )

i'm in France. it was a rather uneventful journey and the past couple nights i didn't have to sleep alone. life is, well, good. although i have come to realize i brought way too much shit and need to seriously start considering my options for next fall. i also woke up this morning petrified, thinking: "wholly shit what have i gotten myself into." ( Read more... )

The storm was raging tonight on my way home. i literally had branches falling on my car. the only light was from bright flashes that illuminated the darkened clouds above. it was epic.

sometimes i wonder why i even leave my room. i mean, have my attempts at making something out of my life ever gotten me a lasting satisfactory result? how have i maintained this hope that tomorrow things will be different for so long and after i've wasted so much precious time? why do i still believe that i can change, when i have consistently ( Read more... )

FUCK. FUCK THIS PLACE. FUCK THIS BULLSHIT LIFE THAT I MAKE A CONSTANT MOCKERY OF. I KNOW FUCKING BETTER. I SHOULD HAVE LEARNED FROM MY YEARS OF MAKING THE SAME BULLSHIT MISTAKES. I SHOULD FUCKING KNOW EXACTLY WHAT WON'T IMPROVE THIS SITUATION. THE NIGHT WAS THERE FOR THE FUCKING TAKING, BUT I FUCKED IT UP. AGAIN ( Read more... )