Banana Muffin.

It was huge. But I managed to eat the whole thing, thanks for that brother!!

So, today was another average, uneventful day-

I put pen to paper once today.
My mind is sore from over thinking.
I feel gross right now.
I don't whether it's my bad diet, or because I'm sick, but I hate it.


Hating life right now.
Hopefully we can get on this October 31st show, and play with The Invitation.
That would make me a little happier. :)

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Why do I constantly do this to myself?

Despite every poor and useless attempt to try to get you back, I know deep down, I've done it now.
I've fucked everything up, for good now.

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!










I will always love you.

I stayed home from school today.

And I have not been hungrier in my whole life.
Although I do like the laziness of sleeping all day, I know I am just wasting my life, dreaming about one day becoming famous.. when really I should be awake, making that happen.

On a completely random thought, I call everyone 'babe/baby'.

On another completely random thought, I was looking in the Rip It Up magazine.. and I found two band competitions.
-The Fringe Festival
-Seaford Hotel Battle of the bands.

I was thinking I should enter my band in them.. :D

I wrote a new song the other night.

And Jcak and I tried to play it today. Sounded mad as! The guitar riff went so well with the tempo of the drums.
It's called "Driving." We'll record it soon, it's gonna be sick!

I am a little happier today.. despite the fact that I still have the urge to break down and bawl my eyes out.
But I feel like helping other people for a change.

Anyway, going to play guitar, maybe write another song.. who knows?

"Always look on the bright side of life!"

I love being so depressed

that my body is literally shutting down on me. Every step I take, I experience the sharpest pain in every muscle in my legs. I feel like hurling tonight's pasta all over the computer. I have never felt this way, in my whole life. Everything I think about, manages to resort back to you. Every dream I have, it is about us.
Sure, people say "You're young, you will get over it." But I honestly don't think I will.
I am shaking frantically, and I'm not cold. My hands are covered in my tears. My eyes feel like they've been poked at with a pin. My heart is resting there, in two.

What do I do?