knifeboy

GAH! internet again at last!

fuck this shit. fuck ohio. fucking basement. fucking food. fucking dad. fucking brother. fucking lack of space. actually i take that "fucking food" thing back. the food has been great here.

after driving for fourteen hours straight, drilling holes in my mom's house, going to my dad's 50th b-day, and just trying to figure out what the hell is going on with my life, i tell you i wish i was back in providence. . .

there are soooo many people living in my mom's house right now. all family, cousins and second cousins who didn't have anywhere else to go. i love them to death (well most of them) but i can't breathe in this place. i have no barriers between me and everyone else. i learned a long time ago that for some reason, i need physical barriers between me and people at times otherwise i start to lose it. i couldn't tell you why i need them, its just a tick that i can't seem to shake.

i am going to go insane here. . .
haha, i guess that would be the easiest way out, eh?

playing on my computer while i am writting this-
Kill the Rich - Antiflag
Snap Decision - New Bomb Turks
Tail in Garbage - Melt Banana
Do They Owe Us a Living - Crass