Up a creek

Alright, so surprise, surprise, I fucked up again.  Don't care.

Don't care about nothin really.  Gonna die free when I go out.  All you fuckers can kiss my burnt ass for all I care.  Alright, some of you.  Some of you guys have been sorta cool, despite me constantly losing my shit.  So, yeah thanks.

I guess this is sorta cathartic though, in the long run.  Fuckin Spencer was the guy I saw myself in the same shoes as.  So, after I wreck his shit, I guess we'll see what should've happened to him, you know, not giving in to lunacy or whatever the hell verbage I can use for MOTHERFUCKING SHITSTORM OF FUCKED UP.

I gotta do this.  I'm psyched.  And tomorrow, I get to know what its like to be free, no longer weighed down by my own worries, this heavy weight that I've put upon myself, being a progeny of Redlight.  The REAL one, not this half-baked shit.

Lookin forward to it.  Lookin forward to moving on finally.


Stay frosty, and thanks.