you know, there's something about being betrayed that i think my family knows better than any other
and to those who betray us and have betrayed us:
you are dead to us.
fuck you die.
to sum it all up my father said to me,
"you know daniel, you're really lucky in life if you can count all the people you can trust and rely and depend on, on your hand."
and he held up his right hand to me
and continued
"and we've got all ours right here"
(referring to my family)
and i hugged him, and told him i loved him and he told me he loved me back.
so fuck you world.
we always bounce back.
because there's just no stopping us.
other things that have happened in the past few days that i have not told you about:
i saw my dead grandfather at work.
i've fixed my mic and i'm recording.
my clothes are too big on me now,
because i've lost a lot of weight.
i might be dating a girl with a kid.
and i think that's about it.
but really.....
it's too much....
we don't deserve this.
no one does.
they pulled the rug from underneath us.
my father is dying of cancer.
and we need the money more than ever.
it's not just the oil prices or the president
it's the god damn people that live in this country that should be ashamed of themselves
take it for what its worth
but i don't trust anyone anymore
and i'm giving up on people in general,
save a very special few
. . .