Entran y salen las penas.
Friday the 13th I finally got set free from the
hospital after 2 months of treatment. Now I’m grateful and i thank my parents
for all the support. I lost inspiration to draw but I think I just need a break
and relax and slowly start working on my art again and do a couple of shows
downtown. I’m keeping my mind positive
and I’m looking towards the future.
“I like punk rock. I like girls with weird eyes. I
like drugs. I like passion. I like things that are built well. I like
innocence. I like and am grateful for the blue collar worker whose existence
allows artists to not have to work at menial jobs. I like killing gluttony. I
like playing my cards wrong. I like various styles of music. I like making fun
of musicians whom I feel plagiarize or offend music as art by exploiting their
embarrassingly pathetic versions of their work. I like to write poetry. I like
to ignore others’ poetry. I like vinyl. I like nature and animals. I like to
swim. I like to be with my friends. I like to be by myself. I like to feel
guilty for being a white, American male.”
