2004-08-15 - 8:04 p.m.
If there wasn't such a thing as band, I don't know how I would survive. Who else would love me and listen to me and give a damn?
I am going to get off the computer and call my father. I am going to beg him to... fuck, I don't give a damn. If he doesn't care, nothing I do will make him.
I wish that just one time he would tell me he's proud of me. I could die happy then.
I am very angry with a certain person right now. After all that had happened between us, he didn't have the decency to at least say bye before he left. Whatever. People don't give a fuck about me, even when I give a big fuck about them.
To love someone is to see the face of God.
