People come and go, but music never leaves!
My life is a constant pattern of receiving a ray of hope just to lose it.
Crappy but lovable house: Taken by my mom
My dad: 6 feet under
My fiancee: Left after a year, but wouldn't even fricken' tell me why
My grandfather: 10 months after my dad (He's laying next to his son now)
All the truly brilliant people of all time: Dead before their time (Kurt Cobain, Layne Staley, etc. )
I could go on all day. But despite what other people say, I will never stop making music. It's all I got and it'll never leave. Never forget what's impoant to you.