Greetin’s assholes, been a while. I’m up to my fucking ears here, attempting to tear my life apart and dismantle every warm comfort that I’ve been wading in over the last five years. I mean hell, why not? Seriously gripping and forcefully prying away my armor leaving behind a sensitive, raw, quivering and scared 12 year old…..Hi I’m Sam, and I’m 12. (This will be my introduction at the support group I will champion- “12 Year Olds Anonymous” For those of us that just don’t wanna grow up. We will have punch in a cold damp and dimly lit church basement and look at 70’s porn mags, message me if you are interested)
If I peeled free my skin and ran across the dessert naked, dehydrated, and flapping in the hot August wind, I would not feel more unprepared. If I bent over spread eagle on an I-5 overpass during rush hour I would not feel more exposed. If I painstakingly chewed off each and every one of my sweet limbs I would not feel more vulnerable. If I tried to crab walk up a water slide greased up and drunk I would feel more traction…. So what better time to squash my inner fagtron and share some music. Found this random medley deep in the hard drive between some Hentai and some pirated P-90X (rest in peace Tony Horton). From 2 or 3 years back, songs damn near forgotten, jammed out and recorded on the shitter because of the sweet acoustics. I remember recording this cause I had a kick as sore throat, though maybe I would sound tough or some shit.