tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58178016836647280472024-03-13T14:14:41.211-04:00dead in the dirtblakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-29593311451556011312009-10-31T22:28:00.002-04:002009-10-31T22:53:21.979-04:00here i come, here i amwell it's been a fucking year since i wrote in this, i am not sure where the time went. <div>since my last post, a summary of what has happened:</div><div><br /></div><div>1. quit the blue letter</div><div>2. moved back to atlanta</div><div>3. ended three relationships at once</div><div>4. worked the worst job ever for three months</div><div>5. went to europe, saw incredible shit</div><div>6. got a better job</div><div>7. rekindled a old friendship</div><div>8. got a real good girl, to tender</div><div>9. got yelled at like a child by a childish adult</div><div>10. started recording new songs</div><div>11. saw a long time friend enter a new chapter of his life</div><div>12. got a new house</div><div>13. hate my new house</div><div>14. hate me, still</div><div><br /></div><div>so now that you are caught up to the present let's talk about the future.</div><div>if i'm still in ga in a year without a band or a better job, i am quitting everything hear and leaving.</div><div>.<br /></div><div><br /></div>blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-7469745081867083402008-08-22T22:29:00.002-04:002008-08-22T22:34:37.707-04:00lost highwayi leave for my first tour with the blue letter tomorrow.<br /><br />unsure of the future.<br /><br />richmond makes me sad, atlanta makes me sad, alone makes me sad, <strong>friends</strong> make me sad,<br /><br />writer's block, empty wallet, car won't start, let down.<br /><br />fuck it. wore out.blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-7236619503802298942008-07-09T19:34:00.001-04:002008-07-09T19:35:52.758-04:00let goi'm the kind of person that won't eat, if there is no one to eat with.<br /><br />3 items of death in june, in the mail. the only thing i'm looking forward to.blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-11036375113657442622008-06-30T15:15:00.002-04:002008-06-30T15:47:55.500-04:00to the bonei have the next four days off. i wish i had the energy or motivation to do something constructive. i work hard enough to when i have time to myself, it is just that... time with myself.blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-30506032084978700012008-05-29T22:08:00.002-04:002008-05-29T22:23:42.636-04:00forever trapped in the abyssi have no idea what triggers this feeling, but i can never escape it. it usually comes at night from sitting on the computer; i don't know if that is the absolute cause of the feeling though. sometimes i just feel utterly hopeless. hopeless in friends, hopeless in girls(always), even hopeless in music. i hate my past and i'm scared of the future. i miss bo and sean and ben. i wish we were around eachother all the time. although i feel like none of them really want to see me as much as i do theml; we are all moving in different directions. i am searching out of discontent, i have been trying to talk to girls from different countries so that i might be able to travel out of the US. it's pointless and pathetic. i don't know what i am doing. fuck.<br /><br />listen to death in june and kill yourself.blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-2270275717845450162008-05-22T23:52:00.002-04:002008-05-23T12:00:22.067-04:00<span style="font-size:85%;">i'm sick again, always with the sinus' and the green and yellow and brown snot.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i'm not fully sick yet, but i feel it could a turn for the worse at any moment.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i have to get dressed for work, i just took my weekly shower and it's time for frosted flakes.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">baptized in night by the hand of bone</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">cold,i awake, pull the blood from hair</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">laid in the bed of another, a demon breathes</span>blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722noreply@blogger.com1