“Why humanity gives Me the shits”
What kind of a way is that to start a New year hmmmmm? Well seeing that I seem to see in every one of them with the same thought, darting like a coke fulled goldfish in the un-cleaned bowl that is my mind I guess that it is a legit one.Or Way, or whatever….
I was touched by Rosscos drug takers remorse in Uprooted. He is sooo sweet.Gets all torn up every time he get loaded. Quite frankly I dont give a shit about anyone taking drugs.Do what ya gotta do just dont get in my fucking way.
4am at The Four seasons with Destruction. [The hotel not Frankie Vallis band…] Fat chicks in glowmesh tops sunburned to the color of pork and office dwelling civillans asking me if I knew where to score…Ryan and I talking massive ammounts of crap and laughing like drains..Hutch ever the gentleman of sonics and goodtimes..Brody and Josh fit sooo good…and deli trays…I was right..He got the tattoo….
Rock and roll eh?
I dunno why I am writing today as my mood is below the blues and has now hit what Holly Golightly would call “The mean reds”. I can live with that. I find anger to be more productive than most emotions excpt when I turn it in on myself which ,By the way,I have won medals for. Ash is at me to go and record.The band never seem to belive Me when I tell them that I have got nothing left in Me some days.I envy them and people in general somtimes…They get to break down and stay down and people buy them fruit and shit and listen to them…What the HELL am I talking about!!@!#!1?
You are only worth what you can provide I belive this to be true cause I sure as fuck would not hang out with Me.
People lie and lie….I get told by all and sundry to “Edit” myself which as far as I can see is a lie.People place sooo much onto the truth…And then dodge it every chance that they get.
I think that the one goal I set for myself at the beginning of every year is to get and remain as fearless as possible. If I even began to consider other people and what they think about me at this point ? I would be dead in the water.
-You dont know who is reading… -Why do you have to tell everyone?… -Some things are best left unspoken…..
COWARDS…I am surrounded by fucking cowards…What do I have to loose that I have not already lost?.I love all these motherfuckers with their rocks poised…LOVE IT. Look around yourself right now and show me one person who does not live in a glass house…JUST ONE.Keep throwing you sad fucks…I never rebuit..I am set to roam….
So I guess tonite that I am gonna avoid picking up the phone and head for some shiity all nite cafe with a copy of “Heartattack and vine” and try and write.I am looking foward to playing the Detour Bar tommrow night where Ceasar and his crew always make Me feel like royalty.Gonna be good to catch the Bris-vegas crew as well.Great! I got a killer nite ahead with my anti-social meter hitting the red. Always the way…
Shit! Its Thursday! Im getting Tattooed again.
“He knew that those on his side were not.That they would fall away as the pressure increased. That he had wasted too much time on folly. The damage that he inflicted on himself for such stupidity was breathtaking and he found himself in the dark.The solice that he gave himself laughing and blood soaked in the forever 3am, was that he did it better than they ever did.Faces and names carved on this heart,seared onto his mind.He had,in spades, what the Judas breed did not.He had all the time in the world.”
Damned if you do.Damned if you dont.
For all that I have? I am greatful and I will fight to the death to keep it.This is not all mine.All you sikfuks are neckdeep as well….Every day I get word from all over the world that we are infecting the airwaves slowly and steady.Ya’ll write me and tell me what you are up to,How you are getting the word and the name out there……
I am as serious as fucking cancer and I wont stop.
See ya in the pit.
SF4L.
Michele.
