well now, its been awhile.

summer was cool. not the best, but still good.

started college. its simple. i dont know why people make it such a big deal.

ive been working at my new job a lot. i like it. people are mad chill there.

basically been drinking and shit every night.

goin to a lot of shows as usual. seen every band possible that i like.

the TOOL concert was amazing. standing in freezing rain stoned as hell. maynard is God.

life is pretty...shall i say...it's just chill right now. and i'm satisfied with that.

so how are you xangaworld?

life is just as shitty.

shows are still as good.

i'm going to see TOOL.

i got my tattoo.

i want to move out.

things aren't going well at all.

i don't really know what to do anymore.

how's your life?

remember when I saw Nine Inch Nails back in November?

yeah well...I'm seeing them again tonight...and I'm still just as excited

Complete and total adoration,
My gift to you, my heart was yours,
In ten weeks you shaped it,
In one night you murdered it.
Torn from my chest and laid at your feet,
That first step that you took was the worst.
Since then you've walked a thousand miles in solace and short remark,
And I still have these memories,
But we'll never see what we could have been.
Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?
Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go?
Remember, cause that's all you can do.
We'll never make another memory,
We'll never make another memory.
I wish I would have died in your arms the last time we were together,
So I wouldn't have to wake without you today.
This time I thought things were real,
You said they were, What happened?
You were a priority, Was I an option?
I let you see a side of me that I don't share with anyone.
Promises are just words unless they are fulfilled.
Knew from the beginning all I had to offer you was my heart,
I'm just sorry that it wasn't enough.
So, we'll go our own ways,
And hopefully you'll remember these things I've told you,
Hopefully you'll understand that everything I said is in sincerity.
A broken heart is not what I wanted from this,
But I guess I've learned from it.
But aren't you supposed to learn from your mistakes?
I don't consider this a mistake,
I just wish the story didn't end this way,
Cause I'm still in love with the person who helped me write it.
Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go?
Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?

Currently Playing: The Scars of Ages
                             by: Through The Eyes Of The Dead

yo. sup. the Chiodos show was sick as hell. I am still bruised and my pinky is still in pain, but it was all worth it. Matchbook Romance was enjoyable too, Ive never really listened to them before. But anywho.

I'm out peace.