The sky is so blue but I can’t find a reason to get out of bed. I wish I would have died in my sleep last night. I know I would never be that lucky. I am known to cut my hair when I’m depressed but that only works until I am almost bald. That’s the point I’m at right now. I don’t think I would look good bald. I’m going to try to sell my old bike today, so that I can feel less broke.
The new Split EP with Graham has been out for a few days now and is totally flopping. Which is unfortunate because I think/thought it was pretty good. I listened the hell out of it before it was released. Another one bites the dust. My music has steadily lost listeners since Misery Swimmingpool. I fucking hate that people thought that was my best music when I think everything before and after that is my best music.
I am starting to really regret not going into multimedia design as a career instead of music. There is very little about music that makes me happy but without it I don’t feel much of anything.
FUCK IT ALL!! PISS OFF
