Go scream into something

i was going to write about how much fucking swimming practice sucked or how when i got home i got bitched out by my mom and my bloodpressure spiked and blood vessels in my nose popped and didnt stop bleeding (not dripping i mean pouring) for two minutes (then it started to drip so all together it was about 10-11 minutes) or how i feel sick from smelling the perfume called chlorine and how i had to fucking see people i talk to at school walk around naked because they (i pray) are too poor to buy a towel or a napkin to cover themselves. no im not going to go in to fucking detail about that i just let you skim the top of it but instead i found something good out of all of this, i love swimming its almost as good as DDR if not better because when i swim everything else goes away i forget everything and i know all i have to do is just swim one arm pushes through the water then another my feet are kicking in a rhythm you can almost dance to every emotion goes out the window if you can do it without splashing any water then its the most beautiful thing to just flow with the water and i love it. now im going to go play my bass which i also love just something simple to pass the time maybe the beginning to seven nation army or a little exercise i dont care just something to play.

night and goodbye
love you chi (yes more than anything up there)
-chantz

The shit for the week

i really dont have anything to say at all so ill just post my shitty miny poems that have slowly come to mind over the past few weeks *eats cookie dough* mmmm salmonella

Candy flavored suicide and strawberry razorblades.
I want to be your sickening disease.
Teary eyed kisses and adreniline filled heartbreaks.
No one sleeps anymore, we just breathe with our eyes closed.