like my dad expected me to go running after taxiride band again. and I said...

I gave up on those guys ages ago. after that night I was talking to tim and some woman came up and slapped in across the face hard screaming right in front of me and jason was backstage going on about some woman liking dick, and I actually can't remember one fucking happy time with them, it was exciting for a while but soon worn thin I was depressed the whole time from 1999-2003 when I seen them, i mean was it it that great without a real boyfriend, no. it was only and sweaty and all the girls just pushed me around cuz I was thin and short. not worth the bother or effort at all. it should have been a lot more fun but I was so sad after my grandmothers death and illnesses and rick and katy and then grandfather died I was upset. I mean I have always got through all my illnesses and sadness greiving alone, no fucker ever hangs around to give a shit about my feelings and needs. and the ones like rus or ken who do are complete fucking yobo idiots I won't tolerate anymore. I am not the only party poozer fun wowzer of the family my sister and father and mother are complete fun wowzers, no one has fun here. emotional joy and fun is something I might have expereienced once or twice, maybe even back in 1999 once around tr ? who knows I wouldn't I avoid acknowledging my emotions at the best of times. love, joy, life of your own, independance, friends, liberty freedom, what ever the bloody hell those things are supposed to mean? its just a state of mind. oh yeh one night there was so much dope around the night club i had martini and was bombed out looking at the star ceiling for ages with relatives.

By Anonymous on General,