i guess i can talk about how my sister mom and dad never really supported me hah.

so like, ive been writing music for awhile now. the records seem to go back as far as 02 as far as guitar music goes, with words and the like. so that's about, what, well, you could say i'm into my seventh year. but yeah. it's fuckin rediculous. these fuckin people would just fuckin sit back while i wrote song after fuckin song. and then sometimes i'd pull 'em around right, and be like, hey lsiten to this. and they'd listen. then i'd have to be like so whatcha think, and they said a word or wtwo, then they'd go off and do whatever it is they were doing, and i was left of course with my song and back in my room hah alone and yeah it fuckin sucked.

never realy did they kinda try and get me outa the place. it was fuckin rediculous. no real fuckin supoprt. they just kinda fuckin left me up in that fuckin room. i mean then there's anita. like its fuckin amazing. she's actually interested in my shit. she actualy told me she wanted to listen to like all of my stuff. and so she did, she started to write reviews and shit. and she's working her ass off just so that i can get my first show. i mean that's fucking amazing. when someone gives you a little bit of support, its amazing what it can do for you. look at me now, im writing shitloads, omre than ever before, and i think its becauseim being encouranged. like without that encouragement i don't think i'd be where i am today.

but yeah so i'd be sitting there and i'd ask my sister to go and listen to some of this stuff. and she'd just be a little brat about it heh. it was fucking rediculous. she was like, do i have to? i mean it was fucking rediculous. i knew it was fucking whack causei told her. but like with anita, she actually wants to listen to what ive got to play and shit. its fuckin awesome.