i came to a pretty shitty realization last night. its over. and it will never be again. i know you dont care. and it fucking kills me. youve moved on. and im still here. pathetic as always. as much as it pains me to say. good bye. i will always love you.

its all a dead cause. a lost art, what have you.

i think this weather is wearing me thin. and the bugs will eat whatever is left.

first day at the new job went well. went fast. didnt have to make any calls today. but i start with incoming/outgoing calls tomorrow. i dont mind the incoming since they generally know what they want. not siked on outgoing. have to reteach myself all about this shit again. been way too long. i hate being nervous.

the room falls quiet.
with such a deafing silence.
a familiar set of hands.
reach across the table.
come with me dear.
take my hand.
there will be no more pain.
close your eyes.
and follow me.
together once again.
until the end of days.

i definitely got a new job. start in 2 weeks. since i have to put my notice in at Pino. more money. working with friends. fuck yes. but im nervous as fuck. as usual!

when will it be you? lying in my arms....again?

im sick of having such high expectations for everything. and then just having to watch it fall to shit right in front of my eyes. bullshit.

im sick fucking sick of everyone. you think youre so fucking high and mighty. your shit doesnt stink. well in all honesty youre all a bunch of trend jumping faggots. eat shit. get clothes that fit. get a god damn hair cut. and keep selling yourself short. youre all fucking dead to me.

a band with all the potential in the world. ashame none of them fucking cared. or decided to put the god damn work into it. things wont always be handed to you. ya lazy fucks. over. it.