I am nothing.

I'm now finally In virginia Beach, it's storming and will be throughout the Marilyn Manson/Slayer concert most likely. Seems like it storms wherever I go, I feel like i control the weather everywhere I am xP that sounds ridiculous. Anyways we just had a power outage in the hotel but thankfull I'm on my laptop.

My hair is so tangled and matted from having my head out the window for over ten hours on the highway. I almost had my arm snapped off out the window and lost it in the town of stench and inbreads (Delaware)- Maybe I'm being harsh but it was a pretty fucked up place, at least where I was. Some man told me he was a pervert, everything was odd.
Also, there was a lot of cemetaries.

Anyways, it's storming incredibly here, I was just outside and I think an old man just committed suicide on the beach or is hiding in the porta-potty. Not too sure, I never am, about anything.
I never know what's real or not anymore. I'm never sure, even about conversations I have with people, nothing. My reality is obscured and my imagination seems to have become reality.

I'm drinking a bunch of water right now, trying to avoid a hangover for the concert tomorrow. Even though it may b cancelled, and i will probablby continue drinking.

I noticed something, not just today but for years now, the one thing I appreciate about americans (men). They don't look at you the way ethnic men do, you can easily be ignored by them. Whereas I can act and look as grosss as it gets and the spanish or whatnot men, stare at you as long as they can with dirty grins like theyve never seen a woman in their lives. It really bothers me, so normally I ignore it, or look at them like theyre pieces of shit just for fun, but I think that turns them on even more. No matter what you look like, if you have a vagina, they love you. Then again most american men are like that too, but not as obvious about it, all men are sick. and all women are just horrible, despicable, awful things that all SHOULD be beaten and inslaved by men. Woman are pathetic, I hate myself for being one, I hate myself for being human. I detest my species. You disgust me. I disgust myself.

Through The Glass - Stone Sour