i am hanging on every word you say @ 4:48 p.m. on 01.20.2003

If I don't go to Warped Tour this year, I will die. And that's that.

I've reduced myself to worrying only about school (and still slacking like a dumbass) and when it is that I get my car, and the music I will hear and who I will see and pick up the very first day I use it, and how I will be getting to Warped Tour. To be honest, I have nothing else to worry about, and if I do, I've blocked it all out for the sake of my own sanity. I don't want to worry about myself, I want to worry about the things coming to me. I've analyzed myself, given myself a psyche evaluation and now I'm done, I'M DONE WITH IT. I don't want to deal with myself anymore. So fuck everything else, and my laziness that surpasses my ambition by a landslide. I only have 8 words for myself...

GIVE ME INSPIRATION, OR SHUT THE FUCK UP.

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