this whole weekend

was the secks
friday instead of going to house to house asking for candy i went with my friends to some creepy woods that lead toward the grave yard.
and on saturday i went to another amazing show but too bad we had to leave early and not meet anyone.
then on sunday i went out to eat like always, and went to the boringest art festival in venice but it was fun because we walked away to a random park

song of the day: Bulls Make Money, Bears Make Money, Pigs Get Slaughtered
artist: chiodos