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I’d like to wholeheartedly apologise for how many mistakes I made, how nasally I sound, and the fact that I can’t fucking sit still. 

aside from that, here’s me singing, really really poorly. :l 

oh and, the song is Swing Life Away - Rise Against.  


Thursday May 5 @ 05:56am with 2 notes


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pretty much self explanatory. this my silly British voice slash me talking about a load of bollocks. 


Thursday May 5 @ 04:51am with 1 note


hahaha, dude, my guitar sounds so fucking weird, it’s entirely clean yet sounds like it has some kind of reverb or flange on. what even is this?

Thursday May 5 @ 04:22am with 0 notes



my old dealer is being charged with perversion of justice in a murder case about a kid I used to go to school with. holy fucking shit.


Thursday May 5 @ 03:25am with 0 notes


words. they are failing me. I can’t even.Ava looks so old and Anna is so tiny. these kids are going to be the death of me. 

words. they are failing me. I can’t even.

Ava looks so old and Anna is so tiny. these kids are going to be the death of me. 

Thursday May 5 @ 03:15am with 0 notes


finally actually listened to BTBAM. I regret not doing this sooner.

I am an retard.

Thursday May 5 @ 02:24am with 0 notes



wasp stung me in my sleep.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK. fuck everything, I’m done, I give up.

Wednesday May 5 @ 09:46pm with 1 note


I feel like shit, but I feel like actually blogging. [[MORE]] I can’t even express how mentally strenuous it is to perpetually pretend I’m in a good mood for everyone else’s sake, it’s just mental agony. My eyes burn, my head aches, my throat is sore and I’m just really, really fucking disappointed in myself. Three days sober and I realise that I’m still depressed. If I had the energy to blow myself away, I would. I really, really would. It’s not even like I’m scared at this stage, I’m just too fucking lethargic.Every day just pushes me closer to my inevitable breaking point. I already broke down once, I don’t think I’ll be so lucky to be spared twice. I can only hope I won’t be. Ever had to cling to something so desperately for hope and salvation that you know isn’t coming? I don’t know if it isn’t coming or if I don’t want it to come. I hope both. I hope neither. I don’t even know anymore.

I feel like shit, but I feel like actually blogging.
 

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Wednesday May 5 @ 07:58pm with 5 notes


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