So I haven't written in this thing for quite some time, i've been updating the myspace blog, with some pretty fun harmless things ( Read more... )

My rock star character is completly one dimensional, he only cares about beer, pot, and getting laid ( Read more... )

man, nobody is any fun tonight. i'm fucked up and i'm a bad mood man.

i hate this new band man, shitty metal band man, and so much drama.

where is my band? where is my punk rock kids in florida!? they do not exsist.

and i don't think i've ever wanted to hurt aric as badly as i do now. wow...alcohol leads to anger with me.

its amazing how long you'll wait
when the prize is slowly falling towards you
struggling with the demands
of the american pyscho.

rifles drawn and hair back
we lose ourselves
we lose the war
againest the back seat.

we've looked out before
but never like this
crooked teeth stare back at us
cause she knows i'm too little, too late.

so...i went for an audition the other day. and i fucking nailed it ( Read more... )

I wanna be a punk rock god. like jerry only. or dee ramone ( Read more... )

Seriously that sounds like the stupidest pop-punk band ever...but I'm biased ( Read more... )

so i moved back to florida. and it is super gay. ben came with me, and we decided that there is no fucking music scene here, and tell.it.to.the.DEAD will indeed cut our teeth in the boston music scene ( Read more... )

i thought i could do this. i thought i could win her back. that was the mission ( Read more... )

tommorow night has to be it.

if not...i have to give up on her.

this is just depressing.