This is the first blog I had in almost a year. What a year! Self actualization and self realization. I stopped worrying about gray areas. Black or white. Yes or no. Fuck This or Fuck Yeah. No more middle ground. It was such a damaging way to live.
On a lighter note, I quit that shitty pop-punk band I was in, and started fresh. New band. No more bullshit. Hard work and creative rhythms is the topic of conversation between my body and mind. I get lost in it all. And every couple of days, the light hits my eye and I am conscious again. Like a moth-er-fuck-ing-re-birth! It gives me the biggest hard-on... EVER!
Chopper.... Sick balls!
On a lighter note, I quit that shitty pop-punk band I was in, and started fresh. New band. No more bullshit. Hard work and creative rhythms is the topic of conversation between my body and mind. I get lost in it all. And every couple of days, the light hits my eye and I am conscious again. Like a moth-er-fuck-ing-re-birth! It gives me the biggest hard-on... EVER!
Chopper.... Sick balls!