I am sorry for my language but this is fucking bullshit.
Music is simply put - emotion. Not everyone feels the same shit as you so get the hell over yourself LA Weekly. Not to mention, this is published by LA Weekly helllo!!!! LA is a fucking cesspool of disgusting opinionated retards who think they know best. This article is the stand alone reason why I decided to drop out of my ambitions to become a journalist. You backwards fucktards, I know you are donning your neon fanny pack you bought from Urban Outiftters when you went to Coachella to drop acid and watch all these successful bands make a living off music that you think is terrible and unoriginal. You are the mass media trash I despise. ughhhhh rant complete.
It is hard to live in a place where you don’t feel welcome and are being subjected to starvation by your own flesh and blood. I feel frail and tired far too often. I want to work more but with no money I can’t afford gas, leaving me in a spiral of sadness and confusion. Why is living so caustic. I revel in the thought of living on my own again but I think this thought is 6 months out of the question. I am stuck and the only one who even tries to help is stuck with me.
Hopefully our detailed planning with go through and work to our advantage, if now we shall be hungry for many more nights.
If you know me, you will buy me this. NAOOOWW