Who fucking cares. Nothing fucking feels good. I'm intimidated to DEATH by everyone I meet because I'm too insecure and sensitive. I can't be taken seriously because of my apperance or the way I carry myself. I can't carry on a convorsation with anyone who I haven't known for a long time without becoming afraid that I'll say the wrong thing to make ( Read more... )

1)Who are you?

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I am going to be Jake Gobbi next Halloween.

Things just don't stop getting shittier, do they?

Every night at exactly 1 AM my life becomes a living hell ( Read more... )

I can feel that the previously stated event with a certain female is the first in a series of many other unrelated shitty, shitty, shitty events that will occur ( Read more... )

I'd write a sappy entry about how things with a girl didn't turn out exactly how I wanted them to AGAIN.

But thats not what Vincent Gallo would do.

I want only:
1. To make good music.
2. To have a successful romantic relationship.
Nothing more.

Today I was at work at Gamestop when the represenitive from Nintendo walked through the door ( Read more... )

Bad: Having to sit through The Bravery to see Alkaline Trio.

Good: Hitting the guy from The Bravery in the face with a half-full water bottle and his hilarious facial expression afterwards.