I think that I've hit a low right now. The first time I get a shot to actually do what I love the most and the world screws me over. It really has...I got the chance to shoot a multimillion dollar golf company and work with a man who has mad advertisements for Walmart and Geico. How does the world decide to just brutally fuck me? Well, it decides to fuck up the thing I love most, my car. I have absolutely no means of transportation or the ability to go shoot. If that weren't enough, I can't visit my girlfriend. So I guess this relationship has now turned into a long distance relationship. If I was a coward, a low life faggot, a selfish asshole, I would honestly kill myself. Honestly I would. I'd o and run in traffic and pray I'd get hot by a semi. But do I want to plunge the few people that care about into a world of misery? No...I just have to somehow get back onto my horse and somehow idk...I'm just all kinds of fucked up....I need my pandabear with me:\















