my thoughts were so loud i couldn't hear my mouth.

lately:

there are some serious scumbags around this town.

graduation is literally right around the corner

1/2 way closes Sunday.

i can't WAIT to move January 1st.

though it is taking way too long to launch, In The Backpack should launch for the New Year.... Just so many ideas cropping up!

my digital camera started working again for the time being, thank fucking god. now i have another hobby i can do that just makes me push other people away even harder

i don't think people read this anymore.

it's good that i don't write in it as much.

if people knew how little i really cared for everything they'd probably be pretty worried/angry.

i'm just literally so fucking frustrated with everyone that i can't talk to anyone.

i've never been so angry at everything i look at.

another night.

i've been seriously slacking lately.
on like everything.
i'm always busy but like, there's so much i haven't gotten to do this summer.
got a new SD card though. cool to take pictures again.
playing a show friday with my brother's band(s?) and other local bands.
www.PerilliStock.com






maybe it's not all so bad.
everyone,
sorry about everything.
i don't know i'm gonna go play guitar,
i need to write a happy song.

....

i'm absolutely petrified.
photo's soon.

it's late i'm rambling i'm sorry.

but i can't even write the words to try to capture how i'm feeling
and you don't even know what you'd say if you could open up your mouth.
i've hated myself for the longest time.

it all fell apart after the accident.
i saw entire cities crumbling into dirt
i saw ______, ___ and _______.
and i saw the ocean and couldn't separate it from the skyline.

what if,
all
of
a
sudden,
everything just fucking glitched on you?
and you weren't sure of anything
but
knew
what
was there?

somewhere, though, i AM sure and
i DO remember that little girl you were, picking blueberries with me
laughing in the mirror
and placing clouds in the sky.
i'm so sure of this, and nothing but this.
do i need to know anything but this?




i understand i understand HOLY SHIT I UNDERSTAND FINALLY why you love'd that room so damn much.
and why you said it gave you the best sleep ever.
and how you never wanted to wake up again.
holy fucking shit.

do metaphors scare you?
1/2 way.
lucky 3.
my eyes are changing colors again.
oh my god.
fuck this shit.

And all I saw were fireworks.

I should really get on that camera thing.

Played at the Halfway Cafe for Taylor's 21st birthday the other night, good crew showed up holla atcha boy.
Taylor had fun and everyone got fed and it was rad.
Pictures probably never?

Oh and then BBT shared this link on my Facebook, I was quoted in the ledger for not buying a laptop at Bridgewater State College. Ghetto life. Big-ups to my 2GB flash-drive.

College laptop program costs too much money, experts say - Quincy, MA - The Patriot Ledger

Off to work, later!

i can't keep doing this to myself.

All that I had, but I dropped. (and P.S. I can't believe what you did...)

can't sleep again, lame. update this stuff I guess.

in addition to trying to work on a million other things as well, i really need to start making a blog with purpose. i've been kind of strapped for brain-storming, but anyone who actually reads this, feel free to let me know how you feel about this idea...

Since losing my SD card a few weeks ago I haven't been able to take pictures. Although I definitely have the money right now for one, anyone who knows me knows I'm a cheap bastard and will legitimately make-do with anything I have to avoid buying new shit. My back-up SD card is only 16mb, and I was quite shocked to find it can only hold 4 pictures. For blogs sake, I figured I would try to take the misfortune of losing my SD card and try to turn it into something positive. I'm thinking of possibly starting a daily (hopefully, or possibly weekly) blog where I can only upload 4 pictures a day. I'd tell a story with them and try to fill in gaps, which would give me a chance to work on my writing skills. I don't know, it's an idea, but I really need to start legit working on a website or something for when I graduate and get to big-people world. this new blog would probably be on my more business-friendly WordPress (JamieThomasLong.WordPress.com).


I'm excited to play this Friday night at Halfway Cafe for Taylor's 21st birthday. Seriously, if you're 21, please come, we'd all love to see you. Free appetizers. Wii sports will start around 9 or so for anyone who wants to play, appetizers will come out a short while later, then I'll probably start playing music around 9:45.

I played a small show at James the other night, it was fun. Meaghan Casey took some rad pictures, as seen below. I'm excited for Perilli Stock in August as well, it's Friday the 13th. Come, it's seriously a killer time. There will be a whole bunch of bands spanning many genres of music, lots of people go, there's a pool and always mad food.

I seriously love playing music in front of people but truth be told it's fucking scary as shit. While playing music is my hobby, Communications is my major and I've done tons of public speaking stuff. I feel like I should be a little more easy about it, but seriously I feel like freaking out every time.
People tell me I'm good at it, and even today A friend of mine told me, "I really think you should speak at [this thing]....You're extremely well-spoken, you can make people laugh, you tell stories well...."

I just feel that lately everytime I go to open my mouth nothing comes out.