seanherman

everything is a haze at this point.
this morning i woke up in a basement in calgary canada.
it was really cold, the kind where you shiver when you get out of the shower.
i had just started to get used to it.
a few weeks before i was in san diego, california.
I lived on a porch, the weather was always same, warm and sunny.
I did nothing but tattoo, drink beer, and eat pizza.
I had just started to get used to it.
before that i was in new york, virginia, ohio and so on and so on.
I haven't lived anywhere since the beginning of the year, and have no clue where i'm going to end up.
everytime I come back to this house in atlanta, I feel like it's laughing at me.
this house is full of demons from the past few years that continually talk to me.
i'm ready to be done with all of this and to move on.
but i always end up back at this damn house.
i really want to burn this house down.