what a mess I make.

Totally weird vibes lately:
1) I work too much but I'm stacking money.
2) I can't figure out where I want to live when I graduate (or perhaps next semester), at all.
3) I'm scared sometimes that I'm keeping too close all the things I shouldn't.
4) I need to start practicing and figuring out songs for Taylor's birthday bash on the 16th.
5) I legit almost got raped.
6) I need to have more full-band shit ready for the Perilli's party on Friday the 13th. Mids Kids official debut. (whaat?)
7) I'm up too early and gooning all over again.
8) I make too many posts where I list things.



Lately, it's hard to play certain songs I've written live.....actually, a lot of them. I've heard certain recording artists feel the same way, you know? Having to re-live all the painful memories in front of people every time they play. I guess I don't know. I mean, I just never thought I'd have the same issue. It's just more difficult knowing certain things lack conclusion, as well as plenty of things I'm always trying to work out. But some nights, when it feels right and I can't take all this frustration out anywhere else, there's some sort of comfort in screaming the songs. It sounds lame now, but it's sort of like a release I guess. Or is it relapse?


Maybe I just need to write a happy song or something. That might make me and anybody who has to listen to me bitch feel 1000x better. I'm gonna try to get off this and catch some more zzzz's before work.