||[Aug. 2nd, 2006|04:32 pm]
Well, I've done what I should have done a long time ago, created a journal.
I don't really keep journals. I hate having all my secrets just lying there for someone to find. But the rest of the band are doing it, so I might as well. Not like I ever have to post in it.
Here's something that isn't a secret: yesterday, my S.O. called me and told me it was over. "We hardly see each other," he said. He had a point, but I can't help but feel fucking furious.
So, last night I went out with Billie and Jason and got completely shitfaced. Mike turned up later, but had to take Billie home with him. I don't remember what happened after that. I woke up with some fast food at the end of my bed.
I think a minature Tré is pounding on my brain.