This Will Be The Death Of Us

AS IF ON CUE!!!

I ask for new Set Your Goals. The next day, new Set Your Goals is leaked!

If only everything were this easy!

BTW: It's not NEARLY as big a disappointment as expected. It's actually pretty fuckin great!

P.S. Biter practice was JUST cancelled. Son of a bitch, Denny!

Found Out All My Heroes Are Just Parasites

Just showing off. Super stoked about these.

Number 65 of a limited pressing of 205!

Number 43 of a limited pressing of 95!

Considering saving a little bit for after this school year. Moving somewhere, establishing residency, and finishing school somewhere else. I fuckin hate this place.

And will the new Strike Anywhere, Set Your Goals, and and Bouncing Souls please just come the fuck out!!!

P.S. Fuck girls. Still.

P.P.S. Fuck singers for faggot ass indie rock bands that make up a bunch of shit to gain sympathy.

A Story At Three

This is turning into a photoblog. Sometimes it's just easier to show you then tell you.

Of course Adam and the Tank pulled over in front of this sign.


Greek Orthodox Sanctuary


"He's like the Coca-Cola of Italy!"


Greek Dances! [Guess who learned to use effects on tinypic! Fuck you, it was funny at the time]


Spanakopita. Delicious. Greek Fest [Panegyri Fest] was a total success. Bros, culture, foodzz, all good things.


Mr. Matt Gromley. "At The Moment" Good shit.


Tyler Lair in a tu-tu. Always good.


RevHQ.com Vinyl sale! Great way to start a Saturday!


I said it once, I'll say it again... It's a shame I peaked so early.


Mark Beaumont: Hardest 10 yr. old in the history of bad ass. Cory Beaumont: Still not funny.


I believe that is 9th grade? A pop tab bracelet and a bike chain bracelet.



What the hell is wrong with me?

tosh.0

To celebrate my countries independence, I shot all these at my friends.


Cory and I piled tons of shit on Casey while he was driving.


Brand new ink from Brandy Artz!!!


And here this is...

I was on a toilet.



Shit post. Bored watching TV.



Should I go to work tomorrow? Seriously, it's optional.

The Cold Front

I've never been so chill. I just don't give a fuck. Nothing real matters. Only things I've been focusing on and really giving any thought to are money and music.
I don't give a shit about girls. They're all lying, cheating, Sketchy McGetchy, trash whores and they're just fucking annoying. None worth my time.
I don't give a shit about school. Pretty much cause I'm not there right now I guess.
I don't give a shit about God. Not that I don't believe, just haven't felt Him lately, haven't needed Him lately, just doing okay without.

A lot of the time, my "chill" makes me cold. Cold all the way through. I think my heart is broken. Not broken in the sense of romance and that nonsense, but broken in the regular ol' sense of NOT WORKING. I can't love, I can't care, I can't...whatever.

So this blog has been depressing I'm sure, and may come as a shock to my usual readership. But it might just be because the only time I ever get the opportunity to blog is when I'm alone, away from my friends and family and that would bring anyone down right?

I have a small arsenal of explosives that I'm going to detonate tonight. Fuck yeah, you better watch out.

I refuse to be part of a world, refusing learning, refusing thought,

Refusing feeling, refusing heart. Open our eyes so we can see again, unclench our fists so we can feel again. We're forward thinking, but no one cares.

Instead we open our hearts to greed, and it's a fucking killer, it's a fucking disease. It's the cancer in our bones that brought us to our knee'sWhere do you turn when everyone is as guilty?

I refuse to be part of a world, encouraging the suffering. the decline of beauty. The oppression. the depression. though no deliberation to this fucking tragedy?

Who will be the voice for those who haven't one?

Who will be the first to show humility?

Who will be the first to show morality?

Who will be the first to show empathy?

Who will be the first to show sincerity?

To teach me?

Reflection

I take a look in the mirror and stare into the eyes of everything I fear. My reflection looks back at me and screams so I can hear: “Slow down. What the fuck are you running from? You’re hearing a siren song that isn’t being sung. Quit thinking about the man you want to be and look at the kid in this mirror you see. He’s got a heavy heart with miles of potential and he’s had it from the start. If only, if only he knew how to dig deep. If only, if only he knew how far to reach. You’ve got days upon weeks and weeks upon months. You’ve got months upon years and years until you’re done. Now get out and get busy living because you just spent the last 4 years isolated; dying. The man you want to see and the man you strive to be will stand here when you set your mind and your heart free.”


It's there if you want it.
It's there if you can find it.
It's rough but you get the idea.
I don't take any credit...except for the beats.

Cause Anything Is Better...

"...than lying in some comfortable death bed, staring into the abyss. As afraid of living as I am of not living."

So my laptop was just about fixed, but my dumb ass never made the recovery disks. So now I gotta use a machete to cut through the miles of red tape with Gateway and Geek Squad. Motherfuck.

So, It's been what? 2 weeks since my last update? Shit man. I don't even know where to start, so I'll just list some stuff I think is worth mentioning.

- Guts and Glory is finished. Went out with a bang for sure.
- Biter is on the move.
- I'm in the process of becoming a fire fighter.
- Texted Kelly on her birthday and got the closure I needed. [Saw her at Wal-Mart today to]
- Hannah and I have been talking again kinda.
- Makin a lot of new friends with work and such.
- Makin money
- Lost my Financial Aid
- Appealing to get my Fin. Aid back
- Working out still, not as often as I should, but I'm gettin there.
- Things are pretty okay.

Everything is gonna be alright.