whiskey funeral
Mother North
I just finished watching the One Man Metal three part documentary on YouTube. I feel sad but oddly able to sort of relate to those misanthropic bastards.
I just finished watching Last Days Here, the documentary based on Bobby Liebling of Pentagram's struggle with addiction and his triumphant return to metal. It's a great movie. Now I'm blasting Relentless and not giving a fuck about my schoolwork cause metal > life.
Went and had a little fun last night and suddenly reality is crumbling. I hit a deer on the way home. My goddamn battery is dead in my car and I'm probably not going to make it to work and I ripped the button outta my jeans on my door.
Fuck everything.
Went and had a little fun last night and suddenly reality is crumbling. I hit a deer on the way home. My goddamn battery is dead in my car and I'm probably not going to make it to work and I ripped the button outta my jeans on my door.
Fuck everything.
Gonna sit on my ass and play black ops and wait for my tv to explode.
Not to sound like a wuss or anything, but that film was truly moving and had my eyes filling up with tears.
Got home from work and my cat who has been on the verge of dying the past few days, is seriously on his death bed.
Any minute he is going to pass on and its fucking terrible to witness, but I dont want to have him put down because he isnt in any pain, hes just extremely old.
I want him dying on the land that hes reigned over for the past 20 years. Just fucking sucks.
Death of something once loved is always a tragedy and heartbreaking.
My childhood friend's dog recently died of cluster seizures and she texted me in the morning about it, and it really affected my entire day (the dog was 8 human years we've been friends for 11 years). Animals are like little babies that never grow up, so it's really sad to see them suffer. :/ This seems like a shitty week for everyone. Hope things look up soon.