the weekend is over. back to real life.

Disappear from your hometown
Go and find the people that you know
Show them all your good parts
Leave town when the bad ones start to show
Go and wed a woman, a pretty girl that you’ve never met
Make sure she knows you love her well
But don’t make any other promises

The weight of lies will bring you down
And follow you to every town
Cause nothin happens here
That doesn’t happen there
So when you run make sure you run
To something and not away from
Cause lies don’t need an aero plane
To chase you anywhere

i'm starting a new job on tuesday 10 hr days. taking a new direction in life...hopefully.

i'm done with it. i'm tired of talking about this all the fucking time. yes, i'm looking at you jeremy because i know you're going to read this and then complain about it to me. i just am so tired of it all.

i was drunk by 3 today, which is probably a good thing. no work tomorrow. no plans for tonight. thinking about kicking it alone tonight. we'll see.