This town has a funny, beautiful way of bringing me something to love right when I can only see things that make me sad or angry.
So I'm going to enter into smoky underground worlds, and take a girl I love along with me. So I'm going to make friends with strange, wonderful people. So I'm going to drink when I want to, and not drink when I don't want to. So I'm going to sing loud and play songs for nothing other than the love of doing it all.
So I'm going to stay right here and live my life how I want, because it's mine to live.
Sometimes I might need reminding of that, but motherfucker, I've been reminded and I'm not going to forget for a long time now.
Yes.
Saturday, 18 April 2009
Thursday, 9 April 2009
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Still having a shit time of it. Everyone's announcing they're going to be dropping like flies, which is worse than just going because it means I get to think about it for a few months. I gave up a lot just to be here, and now the reasons for me throwing away a life are letting me know it might not have been worth it.
However, things like a few key records coming out soon are keeping me going. A couple of bands should be putting out some serious shit in the next few months, I think I'm going to sink inside them as soon as I can and avoid living for as long as possible. Converge, Manchester Orchestra, Brand New. Right now, Crack The Skye by Mastodon is all over my life, I could exist inside this album and be fine, so I think I will for a while.
Been thinking a lot these past few days. I don't know if I believe in fate, but I believe we are all doomed in varying ways, and I'm starting to think I've found the course that's set out for me, no matter how hard I try to steer the other way. It's not too bad if it goes how I think it could; rather a waste of time, money, and emotion.
I'm rather obviously alone at the moment. No one seems to care too much. They're mostly wrapped up in enjoying the things I wish I had.
I walked home today and wished that everything I saw on the way home would burst into vapour and die.
However, things like a few key records coming out soon are keeping me going. A couple of bands should be putting out some serious shit in the next few months, I think I'm going to sink inside them as soon as I can and avoid living for as long as possible. Converge, Manchester Orchestra, Brand New. Right now, Crack The Skye by Mastodon is all over my life, I could exist inside this album and be fine, so I think I will for a while.
Been thinking a lot these past few days. I don't know if I believe in fate, but I believe we are all doomed in varying ways, and I'm starting to think I've found the course that's set out for me, no matter how hard I try to steer the other way. It's not too bad if it goes how I think it could; rather a waste of time, money, and emotion.
I'm rather obviously alone at the moment. No one seems to care too much. They're mostly wrapped up in enjoying the things I wish I had.
I walked home today and wished that everything I saw on the way home would burst into vapour and die.
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