leave me here and let me rot.

THURSDAY NOV 19TH

IM PLAYING A SHOW FOR A FRIEND THATS GONNA BE IN TOWN.
PLEASE COPY AND PASTE THIS EVERYWHERE.
PLEASE COME OUT.



THANK YOU

death is coming.

keep your ears open.

I'VE GOT NOTHING

neither do you.

i walk home the same way every night

how much time do i have left?
everyday is like a bullet in the head
the pain of seeing what i've become
is more than i can stand.
blink an eye, the years go by
and things change so fucking fast.
nobody told me that growing up
would mean growing apart.
you make friends, you lose friends
you find love, your heart breaks
you look back, and break down.

so many questions im not finding any answers

OURS LIVES

I'll write the song again,
About the one who thought life wasn't his friend.
Why would he want his words to be shared?
When no one listens, and no one cares.

Pretty Adults

you kay?