I'm out. For good. And I'm planning on keeping it this way.

I guess I should just come out with it. I'm a recovering drug addict who hates to admit it. I've been abusing since I was 16, so yeah, 6 years of my life have been a total waste. Well, I wouldn't say I regret all of it. If it weren't for the drugs, I wouldn't have been able to meet such interesting people; most of whom are kick-ass musicians and awesome friends who went to great lengths to keep me from trouble and the shitty vibes of reality.

I've lost a lot of people in my life. 7 in total: 3 accidents and 4 suicides. All of them extremely close. I started abusing after I lost the 7th, who I cared about the most. She's the only one who didn't die, but she's mentally disabled and doesn't remember any of her friends... especially me. So I decided (with a little coaxing from some friends) to go for a ride. Little did I know about the huge chasm I had to fall through at the end of the road.

I'm hoping to start my life over. I've received tons of feedback from my fellow inmates and some of the staff who have worked their asses off for my sake. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have been able to go on. Almost killed myself this time around.

Wish me luck. I'm gonna need this site to let off some steam and maybe sometimes even share fond memories or any awesome day I might come across. Guess people don't really like my writing, so I'm just gonna keep my songs to myself. :P Just wanted to know what you guys thought, is all.

My mind's all messed up, so yeah, my songs come out really dark... and sometimes even scary. Or so I've been told.