Welp

I made a blog. It's prolly gonna be filled with lots of long winded, unexciting posts about my feelings and thoughts on my own life and maybe even the lives of others depending on how self righteous I'm feeling at that moment. Holy fuck the kid in "My Girl" just got stung by all the bees and died, that's such a bum out. Anyways, I'm in a pop punk band that none of anyone has ever heard or cares to hear. I'm chalk full of anxiety and insecurities and I'm also sort of an asshole and stuck in my ways. I live in black and white. I hate or I love there's no middle ground for me, that just feels like the only honest way to live.

Part of me doesn't give a fuck about anything but the people I love while part of me can't live with myself. It's confusing.