it feels like a local act having their first show, headlining and having some awesome band be their opener, seems like tthey're trying to follow the shadow of dave chappelle, thats tough to top, maybe im just stubborn.
So i was dredding coming home, I had stuff on my mind that just made me wanna pull over the car, and try my hardest to cry, or something, yell...i would like for that to happen.
i kept in strong rotation the briggs album , they're words go well with their tunes, the feeling they give off, its like a friend that sticks around, and does what they can to pull you up off the floor, and takes you out on the town, or just anywhere, just to hear what you have to say...and jsut a big pat on the back.
Im kinda scared to write down the rest of what im thinking, maybe i havent figured it out yet, so im not sure how to explain it, cause i need it explained to me still.
honestly, and as childish as it sounds, right now i feel just...terribble, just lied to..and just a stain.
thats all i really wanna say with that.
it jsut makes me wonder out the wahzoo what else goes on, the thigns being said, little actions being untold, i know there are dozens, i keep finding them, and i keep seein them, and then further down the line being hidde, makes me just wonder what thigns were swept under the carpet that i didnt view in time.
i dont know...one more day of bullshit work.
tonight im never gonna find a comfortable position to sleep...theres a cramp in my brain.
im not worth this.
just to let you know, im not locking the door on you....i never will
well, im getting tired
remember kids, use protection....and why not have it be the best kind!
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