Nobody Knows What To Say

The problem with your beauty

Is that it has so quickly become ugly because of what you do to yourself.

Alcohol is good. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Alcohol is great.

People who ABUSE it are the REAL cunts.

NOT GONNA CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP

Time - Ignite The Sky

I don’t want to know your intentions
I don’t want to question your motives
The frightening thing is
I don’t know what I’m doing

I want to be all you wanted
I want to be the rock in your life again
This hope turns to shame just as I hear your name
And here comes the rain

You sucked me in
You pushed me back again
And I know what you’ll say
It will all be worth it in time

Bounce

Let’s see how many boundaries I can break
It’s so simple, take this, you know you want it
I’ll serve everything to you on a silver plate
No reason to hold back my dear

But when I’m done with you
You’ll never know what hit you
Reality is scary
Didn’t they teach you to beware of me

I wish we could go back to being friends
But you’ve crowned yourself and there’s no turning back
Time is never on my side
But it might be on yours

Listen to the sounds of the ocean
Sending a clearer message than I ever can
Don’t look me in the eye
Till I can prove to you that I’m the better man

But it all goes spiralling downwards
It doesn’t make a difference what I do or say
So I’ll crouch on my bed, hold my hands to my head
And blame myself for this every fucking day

I wish we could go back to being friends
But you’ve crowned yourself and there’s no turning back
Time is never on my side
But it might be on yours

I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I know enough to assume
Your tendencies to fuck with my head are shining through

I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I can assume
Your tendencies to fuck with me are shining through
I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I can assume
Your tendencies to fuck with me are shining through

I wish we could go back to being friends
But you’ve crowned yourself and there’s no turning back
Time is never on my side
But it might be on yours

But it might be on yours
Time is never on my side
But I hope it’s on ours

I would like to be able to sum up recent events in as little as 3 words

But I can’t even sum them up in 100.

What the fuck is going on?

Everything was looking up, right? No, not was, is. It’s all looking up. There are just a few minor setbacks. They’re not even setbacks. Right? Yes they are. Slightly. Not by much. Oh fucking sh

Craig quit the band apparently 2 months ago but didn’t actually think to tell us. I’m not even gonna comment on this because then this blog would go on forever.

The point is, in those 2 months that fuckwit decided to shut up about everything, we could have gotten a band sorted. Or at least partially sorted. Sure there’s a lot of pieces missing, but they can be easily found and put together now. IT’S JUST ANOTHER WASTE OF FUCKING TIME. I mean who really gives a shit that we’ve already wasted 2 years just to get a demo done (with HALF a band)? I mean really, who cares? It’s not important. It’s not like anyone wants to make anything of this.

Fuck you, Craig. Fuck you. That is all I can muster to say to you for now. Fuck. You.

On top of that, why do I have a heart? Seriously? Why? Can someone just take it away from me?

Oh, there it goes. Oh shit. No wait, why’re you there again

FUCK

MY FUCKING JOB AS WELL JESUS CHRIST, what the fuck. Don’t even know where to start. Don’t even know if I can. FUCK

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

FUCKING

Fuck

…fuck