Why is it the one day I really want to be home, I can't? Why is it the one day I can't go out, everyone calls? Why is it the one day I need to be strong, I'm so weak? Why is it the people who I thought would care, didn't say a thing? Why is this the first moment in my life where my guitar doesn't cheer me up, but makes me sick?
I'm starting to get a little down over my whole "band" situation. I want to get something going...I know I can be the biggest thing to ever happen out of this town...
You know what, I've come to the conclusion that I'm done with livejournal. I never update, never write anything important...I don't see any fucking point in keeping it. I'd say a week or two I'm gonna get rid of it.
You just gotta sit yourself down, To contemplate. You get yourself a nice cold beer, And drink yourself away. You're celebrating nothing, And you feel a-okay... You're celebrating nothing, And you feel a-okay!