today i started a new band, we're called My Heart Cry's Emptiness for The Blood is Still Today.. we sat down with our broken old acoustic guitars and wrote haunting bitter-sweet ballads telling tales of the perferations in our hope caused by the countless minor dissapointments that each social interaction brings.. we let out a few weak tears then moved to the electric instruments and got Bob (who once had a holiday in California) in to scream the words with a passion he has nurtured over years of suburban monotony.
we had a long talk about practicing again, and maybe getting a gig, but we all agreed that if our message was to remain pure and meaningful we had to keep it locked away inside ourselves
so we watched Jackass
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