i hate indie movie trailers.
so many are like a few notes picked on a guitar, change of scene with something obscure and not movie, notes picked on a guitar, change of scene, repeat, repeat, random voice over saying something semi interesting and then going on to clips where things are actually happening. so many are like that. it bothers me so much.
chris is coming over at 12ish to have a harry potter marathon with me, and then we’re going to the midnight showing of the movie. kourtney and i keep fighting. over dumb stuff. she doesn’t mean to hurt me. but she does. goal of today is to learn how to play and preform the keyboard part of daylight. it’s actually a little harder than i would think, but i’m working...
biggest writer's block
in a long time. it’s not like i’m lacking inspiration. i have so much to fucking write about. SOOO MUCH. but i can’t make it sound good. it just sounds angry and bitter.
wishing i wasn’t so sad. my body hurts and feels so uncomfortable.
kourtney and i are going to shit.
and it’s killing me. killing me killing me killing me killing me killing me. but it’s hard to avoid at this point. FUCK.
emzz: I am really sick of staring at all of this new stuff I got for recording so I’m going to record a song that I wrote tomorrow. We’ll see where it takes me. practice wednesday?
Are you fucking kidding me. You’re really not so bright are you.
while laying in a tent
last night til way too late at night, i realized a lot of things. a lot of it had to do with the people i’ve been incredibly attracted to. kevyn brown. kourtney smith. brad baker. chris rosenbauer. all cocky. fake. cheated. lied. used. i always fall for these people. i hate how everyone thinks kourtney is so perfect, or better than me. there i things i only wish i could tell you. but i...
fuck you. you change every time you hang out with her. things have been rough enough with your bullshit you’re pulling and i feel like this is what’s going to end us. everything goes in a cycle.
I’m hoping its hot out tomorrow. Coming good from camping sunday night!
My medicine and mike’s hard lemonade like to hang out in my tummy and have crazy parties!
going camping for 3 days
with a boy i don’t exactly care for. but mikayla will be there! so woooo! i’m on an all liquid diet. fuckkk. text me! i’m about to leave on a 2 hour drive!