Hey, so I'm recreating you again, diary. You failed me in year 8, well actually I burnt you and I'm sorry, I promise to treat you like my friend. Well technically right now you feel like my only friend... It's better than nothing in all honesty.
So the /father/ and I had a disagreement today. More argumentative than disagreement, but it's the same thing isn't it? He pissed me off, never fucking understands what I talk about whenever I try to speak to him. It's never a 'simple, civil conversation' between the two of us.
You know what makes me happy, diary? A band that goes by the name "Black Veil Brides". Their music videos bring me happiness, yet I cry every time I listen to or watch the clip for 'Knives and Pens' and 'Perfect Weapon'. They are pure beauty and amazement! I love how young Andy looks, all the black, the leather, his voice and eyes. His eyes. His wondrous, lovely blue eyes!
The best part about BVB? All of their songs amaze me!
Anyway, I have to go and fucking get ready for some shit, I'll be back Diary! I promise, you're like my only friend at the moment.
