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So for the first time im making a new journal. this one runs back to like 2001 and honestly, i'm ready for a new start. Leave a comment here if you want me to add you to my new one. If i really love you, and you don't leave a comment, too bad i'm adding you anyway.

Have a new band and i'm excited
Photo shoot tomorrow and i'm excited.
Going back to school to get my economics degree and i'm excited.
Met some new girls and i'm excited.

Feels like fucking Christmas, man. Every day.

My paycheck has been in my account less than an hour and Ive already burned it down to $40. I got:

2 leather jackets (one black, one brown)
4 pairs of slim jeans
1 slim white dress shirt (korean)
2 t-shirts
2 polo shirts
1 grey semi-gothy plaid shirt
1 prince cd single (letitgo)
1 "shaft in africa!" poster

Ebay.
Fucking.
Rules.

My solo stuff is blowing my mind. Hopefully i'm not the only one.

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Musicians use drugs. It's a fact of life. The sun rises in the east, the world is round, peter parker is spiderman, and musicians use drugs. There are limits to that shit though, and i just cant understand why someone as divinely talented as Amy Winhouse would squander both her talent and beauty by not getting some help. She's not poor, she doesnt ( Read more... )

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the future is starting to look exciting again.

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