anyway we went over there. her and the kid sat on the couch the whole time. i went in there with fire in my eyes. iwas gonna take every last thing i ever bought. food microwave chairs...if it wasnt nailed down i was gonna take it....til i saw their faces....just couldnt do it. the big stuff of course but i couldnt leave the cupboard bare...i tried to reach out. i tried to tell them that if they ever needed me blah blah blah....stone faces. closing that door behind me...hearing it click for the last time. yeah i cried a little.....im a big baby. then the incredible kindness of a few dudes made me slap myself in the face and say quit crying you pussy. now im alone in a nice apartment drinking a beer and watching the dark knight on bluray.the shit looks weird...too clear...i like a little graininess in my movies.
i think me and sam are gonna try a podcast. musically it will focus on 80s/90s punk and hardcore. then we will talk shit and interview people youve never heard of about a time you dont remember playing music youve never heard before by people who no longer give a fuck about the shit they were hollarin about. im guessing only sam and i will be listening.
worst part about being dumped is all this smoking....i need to quit. my step mom just died of cancer and here i sit smoking a cigarette. disrespectful prick. oh and kirby called me. fucker was supposed to call back but didnt. i love that little fucker. one of my all time favorite people and proof that im not a racist.
fuck...i know this doesnt need to be said but heath ledgers joker is mind blowing.
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