Rebel Without Applause

Ryan. Mass. I Don't Like People. Photography. Motorcycles. Cars. Tattoos. Art. Fuck Off.

Heres to another night memorizing the lines on my ceiling and shitty movies and cartoons. I thought this summer was going to be different, but so far its no better than the beginning of the last. I really hope something changes for the better soon.

I feel like I’ve been giving 150 percent to every aspect of my life, school, work, my personal and social life and I still feel consumed. My anxiety is on and off lately and when it hits, its awful I feel like Im losing control. I need something to change. I need to breathe. I get my license back this week finally after months and months, and I hope that helps, being able to travel, Im going to start bringing my bike and camera everywhere again. I want to go to the beach a lot this summer and travel. New York City is high on that list, to see one of my favorite bands American Nightmare play. I really hope with my license back, things start to fall into place, because my body is just going to shut down on me, I can’t handle all this stress. It seems like its slowly getting better, but then again, I’ll probably just end up getting fucked in every situaution, just like I always have. I give give give and never receive, everyone before myself. Sick life.