1:36 in the morning and the december nights and the keystone pine are just boring the hell out of me, not even going to try to watch tv. cause the only on our shows i’ve watched with you down a couple of forties and 100 proof cause man i’ve had the worst case of writers block all week. i’m just not creative as i used to be. just shut the fuck up and leave. and nothing beats a fucking bitter angry love song. the kind that makes you think, really think, about all the shit you put certain people through. yeah you, i’m talking about you. whats new? and i hope you take a nap in a full drawn bath with a fucking toaster tied around your neck or something along the lines of having nothing at all to do with you, like i don’t know what your up to. so go ahead and get lost and try to be someone your not cause you got it right when you said i know you better than most i learned from the bad days, found out in the worst ways. don’t take this personal, three years gone and the only good you’ve done is become good song material.