A while ago, I penned a fairly angry response to something circulating on the internet – the 21 Habits of Happy People. It pissed me off beyond belief, that there was an inference that if you weren’t Happy, you simply weren’t doing the right things.
I’ve had depression for as long as I can…
I remember when I was a little I used to be scared to talk to people that I perceived were ‘better’ than me. If they were good-looking or had a ton of friends or were always the center of attention I would just look from afar. I looked at them as if they weren’t human. Like they had something that…
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Had to learn this today because of flakes and more flakes. lol
Other people have noticed it, but i have to stop and think the source of these affirmations. Mike Finnerty and Neil both used to tell me thee tales about how they would have supernatural occurrences or how a dark shadowy person would follow them home. Neil was convinced we had imps when we lived together but i often believed there was the ghost of an old man who had killed and buried a little girl under the floorboards.
Yes, i was doing a lot of drugs at the time, but me and my friends would still feel the stares and feel the presence looming down the hallway (whether lit or in darkness) even when I/we were sober.
This brings me back to the post I made before my last sleep…
Fontanas is haunted. truly fucking haunted.
PSR showed me a video of the lights going cray-cray
and of course, he heard a bunch of men laughing and playing cards when he locked up that night. I saw a shadow of a person duck down behind the bar (in front of the photo booth last night)
but the new soundman, john, and PSR have both felt things touch them, physically felt a hand on them, when no one was there.
I just get very sensitive and the hair on my arms and the back of my neck stands up whenever it’s closing time there. I would love to inquire about Natalia’s ghost hunters idea now that I know Andy, who has been there for 6 years, and is now a manager has had encounters too.
"I’m not gonna lie. It’s pretty fucking creepy"
he said as he let us out from the basement.
note: coming soon- he promised John and I a tour of the sub basement
let’s talk about technology
when i was a kid, i could not fathom the concept of spotify.
in fact, when spotify launched i could not fathom it’s purpose.
it’s changed many lives, and it is currently changing mine.
i am using it now to listen to a fugazi album i never plucked down money for. i always liked fugazi but never bought this one (i bought several others)
now i should be happy that i “legally” played it on spotify and didn’t “steal” it because spotify makes me hear ads. oh and the band gets like .0008787698th of a penny for my play.