James. Dude. RVA. Musician.
1. Obsessive tweeter.
2. Occasional blogger.
3. Obsessed with music.
I play guitar for Venomspitter. I love my friends but I feel like i'm becoming more reclusive by the day.
Do you remember your lucky number?
You are the leaves at my feet
You are the hum of electric heat
I kept myself away,
But I’m starting to like the pain
I wish that I’d never met a lot of the people that I’ve met. Not because I don’t like them, but because I only let them down and when you disappoint everyone all the time it’s hard not to want to die constantly. I feel this weird and shameful feeling like I’m being watched by a thousand glowing, vengeful eyes behind one way mirrors in public bathrooms and in metro cars and everywhere I go I know I’m not welcome.