I Love Starbucks. Maybe Thats A Bit

I Don't Like To Write Music By Myself Anymore. It's Boring. I Want The Jamming, The Push And Pull, And The Excitement That Comes With It.

After I Binged Last Night -or Was It Tonight - I Was Convinced Yet Again That There Were People Coming To Get Me. It Was More Than Just Shadows And Voices, More Than Just Fantasies....it Was Real, And I Was Scared To My Core.my Bones Were Shaking...m Heart Was Pounding...i Thought I Was Going To Explode. I'm Glad I Have You To Talk To, To Write This Down. I Tried To Keep It All Together, But Then I Gave In To The Manes And Became One With My Insanity.

I Forgive My Mom For Being A Psycho And My Dad For Being A Loser.

I Remember Opening Up My First Vinyl And Seeing The Incredible Artwork It Had. There's Nothing Like It. You Also Get That True Gritty Sound On Vinyl That Really Makes A Rock Record Sound Great, Which Cds Can Never Achieve.

Live In The Moment. Moments Make History.