Picture I took in Seattle on this last tour, I’m proud of it.
Picture I took in Seattle on this last tour, I’m proud of it.
Coming home from tour, bittersweet to say the least. Gonna be good to see some of the most important people in my life yet highly unfortunate to see some others.
I have a hatred for most people wearing an outfit of Nike AirMax 1s, camo cargo shorts, some random band tee, and a varsity jacket. I have quiet literally no reason to hate anyone wearing this, but I do to the point where I would like nothing more than to see you hurt. Unless you’re like 40 or in…
Man, I feel stupid. Hahah
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I’m learning a lot about myself on tour. I’m being shown my flaws and things that are destroying myself. Its eye opening and kind of a slap in the face. Its good I suppose, I’m turning into a better man. But in the moment its relatively infuriating.
Touring in the late fall isn’t as fun when you catch a cold. But all in all everything is pretty incredible. I moss a select few people from Arizona. But being trapped in a van with four of my best friends is awesome.
Premium Rush: C’est juste un trailer mais ça m’a l’air tellement ridicule…
Hahahaha
Spiritually malnourished.
I’ve been Straight Edge since I was 14 years old. I’m almost 28 now. I’ve never touched a substance in my life. I could care less about what other people do as long as it’s not a close friend/loved one dabbling in some terrible shit (heroin, meth, etc). I’m straight edge for me and the only way you’d ever really know is if you asked.
Kids who take it too seriously and get in people’s faces about it / act militant are the ones who won’t last long. No one likes to be preached to. To quote the edge band Over My Dead Body, “Those who scream the loudest were the first to fucking go”.
I back this pretty hard.
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Loyal Friend of the Day: Navy Special Warfare Operator Petty Officer 1st Class Jon T. Tumilson was one of 30 Navy SEALs aboard a Chinook helicopter downed by Taliban insurgents on August 6th.
At his funeral in Rockford, Iowa, earlier this week, Tumilson’s beloved canine companion Hawkeye refused to leave the side of his master’s casket.
This is sad. I am stationed with the brother of one of the people who went down. The stories he has about him is amazing. It’s beyond a tragedy that we lost these men. They were doing great things for you everyday without you even knowing the lengths they went. Remember, there are people out there fighting for you everyday.
Incredible.
I want something new, I want something better, I want to be uncomfortably progressing.
I’m done with the way things were, its time for something new.
Here goes nothin’.

this is Delilah :)
I’ve had a bit of a rough day, a lot on my mind lately. I’m unable to find the peace of mind to sleep tonight which is a bit unusual for me as of late. I’ve been up all night looking for things to buy for the weekend, cleaning bike parts and such. I figured out if I could be around bicycles and drums all day everyday I think i would be the happiest human alive. As for now, its work in the morning.
This weekend consists of a grand, three day weekend in SD with the lady, and our bikes. Honestly, I couldn’t explain how excited that makes me.
Also, I will be posting a picture my most recent found lover.
So I’ve mention it before, but here is the final lineup for Within These Walls 2011 at the World Famous Nile Theater. It has changed and is a bit different but overall still an amazing lineup. I’d highly recommend checking out all the bands playing and you’ll see me post a video or song from nearly every band playing this fest in the coming weeks.
But if you need a ticket and want to help out a rad organization, hit up Seve and ask him for details. Tickets are $25 through him, and $5 goes to The Underground Foundation which is a college organization that puts on shows here in Arizona (so if you are in a touring band and need a show here, talk to him) and promotes lots of different kinds of music.
I hope to see all of you there. Reblog this if you can.
Be there, you couldn’t regret it.
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You’ll never be a part of something worth dying for.
I love it when things fall into line.
I’m drowning.