Peeling. Itching. My skin looks hidious.
Didn't really plan to go to the gym, I did anyway. Deadlifts with 135lbs felt heavy in the hands. My burnt front delts felt like they were ripping apart with 225. I will try again Friday. I want 315 for 30 reps.
The show needs more meat before it can be presented along side other peoples dozens of ideas. Depending on his schedule me and another guy are gonna be working on it over the next several weeks.
The story will be intense. The protagonist an embelishment of myself
I have about 3 months of acting experience, so, the chances are worthlessly small of me getting the main part. Even a supporting role in my own show, would be sweet. I've got my foot in the door of awesomeness.
Of course the challenge now is focusing. While I write I have daydreams of being a rockstar and driving Bentleys.
I spend all night scared of tomorrow, only reason I aint killin, suns up, when it gets dark im back to the park, cut through the back im after the heart, creepin through your hallway with a knife, had it all planned, therapist callin me all day, I know you love it when I eat meat, I love it when the brains hit the concrete!
Last edited by EliteDreams; 05-16-2013 at 01:07 AM.