drink to me, babe, then

guess who's failing every single class he's in due to straight-up laziness?

fuck.

Heretics

i feel like i'm in middle school again.

but then again, i don't. because i actually liked middle school.

This Heart's on Fire

i'm trying to convince myself that it's getting better all the time.

i need to find some consistent, reliable people to play music with or i am going to go insane. i really don't have anything else to fall back on or believe in.

nothing else legitimately matters to me at this point.



jesus christ, i am a living, breathing cliche.

Fear and Loathing in Rock Hill, SC

i've been thinking a lot about hamburger time recently, if you catch my drift.
fuck rock hill. fuck winthrop. fuck being a journalism major.

what in the fucking fuck am i trying to prove to myself? i'm moving somewhere else.
i'm going to play music.
fuck everything else and everyone else.

Let's Not Shit Ourselves

it's time for a change.
i'm going to do some research on MTSU.

a siren

PLAY WITH YOUR FUCKING HEART.

We Are Nowhere and It's Now

It's strange, really.

Everything makes sense for a moment and then it doesn't

And then it makes sense again.

God is there. Then He doesn't exist. Then He may or may not exist.

Someone said that it's better to be moving backwards or to the side than to not be moving at all.
Fuck that person.