So I Was Home Alone This Morning…

My parents had left for church and my brother had stayed over in Toronto, so I found myself home alone with time to kill before I had to bike to work. So what else would I do than bedroom mosh to my new Cold World LP.

I put it on and by the third song I’m raging pretty hard. I’m feeling pretty into it, so I figure, “hey, let’s just do a little stage dive onto your bed.” So whatever, I mosh out of my room and then rage some more and then run and jump onto my bed and the whole thing just breaks, like I couldn’t even begin to tell you what isn’t broken. I don’t really wanna tell my parents I broke my fucking bed, so I don’t really know what I’m gonna do for the next little bit.

the things I go through for the core… :/