time,

Sooo yeah.

Still feeling almost completely heartless, and im starting to grow more and more comfortable with it by the day.

And you... You wear the mask of whatever crowd you're around at the time, and you live on the worlds opinions more than you need air. and I say this, not because I'm a completely bitter person, i say this because you are too "mature" to face me, and all you can do is sit in the woods and chuckle with your dumbass friends and play power hour till you end up naked in the back of a Chevy. i hope you're happy, because now i can get back to what makes me happy......my life, playing music, the friends you kept me from ( and acted like it was my fault.), and just waking up without any thought on my mind, but how cold its going to be in the morning when i get to the wonderful world of private aircraft land. I can listen to what i want to in my car now, i can pick out my shoes again, i don't have to listen to brad paisley anymore, and i dont have to worry about sayin the wrong thing to you when its that time of the month, because you are pure spawn from hell evil when that time comes. I consider this a goodbye letter that you will never read, and its not because i sit and miss you and want you back in my life, its me finally being ok with the person you morphed into. You lost the person i knew a long time ago, and dont get me wrong im glad you found yourself, and how you can sit on whoevers beer gut and laugh at me for having feelings. But its you that made me realize i had a heart beating in my chest, and its you that makes me wish that i was still ignorant to the fact that its there now. I havent seen one chick flick in months, i havent had to do your homework, i havent given a massage, or got down on my hands and knees and checked for spiders ( because they scare the shit out of you.), and when i go to arbys....i get all my food from arbys and dont go anywhere else for my french fries, soda etc. and, i also just wanted to thank you for makin me out to be some kind of nutcase to people, even though you know you caused it, and i know you laugh yourself to sleep now because of it. Our pictures became one with this weeks garbage pick up, and i honestly watched the trash truck roll away, i shed one tear and got back to eating breakfast. So now, you can do what you always wanted....go clubbin and grind on dudes with spikey hair and marlboro breath, go to tractor pulls and get wasted, make out with fat hairy dudes, and blare hank jr. on your way to work.

I'll always love and miss the you i used to know, but i could give two pins in a shitstorm about the person you have become. i know i messed up some, and i have no problem admitting it ( see i do admit when I'm wrong, and i do admit to things i have ACTUALLY done.) , i wake up with no headache, and no arguments ( that i didn't even start....you actually told me i had to say i was wrong, even when it was your fault....come on Einstein, that makes as much sense as trying to carve jack o lanterns with a Q-tip.) that i have to make up for. you were a beautiful person, and what i thought the world had in store for me....but now i know that you were just training.....preparing me and telling me to never even set my eyes on people like you for as long as i have a breath in my lungs.

I'm done ranting, i don't wanna sit and complain.

Goodbye to the you i know..........hello dolly

don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.