a_gluestick

I wrote a short angry story about death. I don't know why I wrote it. I really don't have a clue, I guess if anything it stems from my failures in life and how I think I freaked out/annoyed poor cinder. I always try to hard to make friends and I guess it just fuck things up more.

*sigh* I shall try to be cooler and gentler more often. Today I vote. Yes my first presidental election woo! I vote every election because I figure one day I'll be the only one left voting and I'll be elected to the office of president by 1 write in vote, MINE!

On another note I have given up on finding the perfect guitar for me. So I am going to build one piece by piece. Its going to be a project for me and my dad to start doing. So we have it mapped out already pretty much. Firebird body with a V triangle peghead neck. I am going to get the body in black korina and we'll be staining it some fun color..maybe blue I don't know. But my one demand is Bigbsy vibrato because they rock.


I have no idea why I am posting this but I just have this strange urge to share my changed lyrics of the distillers - City of Angels. Sphinx and Texas know the song and I guess if they read this they'll understand.

I stole liberally back from the song and its fairly on beat...I just wanted to I guess..hehe.

I am the anti-club type
its not my style
cause they all stare and growl.
They all stare and growl

I feel like Im dead inside
Because they make me wanna cry
They drive me inside
to my dark side

Where I want to end this struggle
And find my soul
Taking this life and
Bring us all down

-Gluestick - Jonesing for Gravity