We Are But the Stones to Pave the Way

Yesterday my dad went to BlockBuster and brought me back the second installment of the Bioshock series.

I just recently finished the first game and ever since have been infatuated (and slightly terrified) by Rapture.
There are a lot of games that I've fallen in love with,
but this is definitely at the top.
I just really appreciate the time
and thought put into this game.

Anyways besides being a dork, the last few weeks have been one stressful ball of mess. I try to let everything brush off my shoulders and focus on whats important; to be happy and make sure everyone else is happy, too. It's proven to be rather difficult some days.

I miss Scary Kids Scaring Kids. They will continue to be a large part of my life and even though they cant be there, on stage, in the flesh, their music is always going to impact me.

I feel disgusting, I feel dirty.
I think I'm beautiful, I think I'm wonderful.
I expect everyone to love me, I expect everyone to love whatever work I produce.
Then reality kicks in and I feel worse than before.