Shot out's

This blog is dedicated to the man that contributed to bring me to this hell.


Today while listening to carry on (which is a great band) this one song just hit the spot and it reminded me of my dad, which has called me 11 times today and I haven't answered. Not because I'm mad, but because I have nothing to talk to him about anymore. As sad as it sounds, I feel that if he really cared about my life he would still be around. He chose this path so now he can stick with it and leave me alone. Soon enough I'll be telling him I would love nothing more but to not hear from him for a while, to give me a call when he mans up. I'm tired of excuses and petty lies. Fuck the world and Fuck life.

I'm just too kind.


Here's the song

I'm barley alive, my heart just sunk at the thought
of where you're at... you're not with me
and I'm losing hold on the center of my life
it's turning black...
"I feel alone in this fucking city"
miles of separation
with only a phone to let you know
it's killing me to stay so far away
but i can't go back to that place
where I gave up my dreams
and I broke myself for acceptance
but it never embraced me
and it crushes me to know
every word I wrote to you
never saw the light of day
would it have changed a thing?
could it have taken away our pain?
it was a lesson learned...
...one I could have done without
I can't live with a broken heart
when it's the one thing we share
a million miles away so I'll keep waiting...
...I'll be waiting right here