i hate it when you crave music you dont have yet. a sound you miss even though you havnt heard it. i know one day a band will fill that genre in my mind thats as of right now a blank space. i know one day someone will hand me a cd and say "listen to this" and ill say "i dont want to listen to your crap" because im a bitch like that, but then i will and i'll love it. and soon i'll know all the lyrics, and then when someone asks me about them i'll say "how about becoming a real fan" or something hurtful like that, and i'll enjoy being musically better then them.

maybe sometimes, im a little to honest?

who knows.

im becoming more and more honest, bitter, and trapped as every day i have starts at 1pm, revolves around me feeling alone, and ends at 4am trying to ween myself off myspace.

i really miss murrieta, i really think i might go back. i miss being close to God, i miss being able to be around people 24/7, i miss my friends.

and being closer to andy dosnt hurt.