i've never felt lonlier in my life. these wee hours of the morning are both a refuge and a curse. too many thoughts. regret, hope. everything.
oh how i miss my brother. maybe it's unfair but i give him credit for everything that i do. we live in the moment aaron. we go with the flow.
i'm gona carry out our rockstar dreams come hell or high water. i will not let that dream fade away. it's for us. it's for the fist.
remember that time on chad's driveway when you were silhouetted against the dawning sun? i was sprawled out on the hood of my car and you were bob dylan. i'm slow to admit my faults but i'm doing it here bro--you were right about most things.
now that you're omniscient i'm sure you know already--life's been throwing me curveballs. i have yet to hit these out of the park but sometimes i can hit linedrive doubles. what would you have done? what would you tell me right now if you could tell me something?
your sense of righteousness had always been stronger than mine. sorry that i'm such a pushover of fate. i am good at resolving conflicts but have no resolve. right or wrong, it's all that i can do...
i'm full of purpose and devoid of sense. or is it vice versa? what the fuck is missing? wish you were here to tell me. wish you were simply here.