So,

Hello. I'm Tabytha (call me tabs, tabby, whatever) and I'm a noob here!! Fun. I'm from the crappy-butt Dallas, TX, where the hardcore punk scene is nonexistant and musicians or artists can't make a living. In other words, not my place, and I'm either gonna try to build a scene from the ground up, or move elsewhere.

Anyway, I guess you want stories about being a teenager, and proof that we aren't ALL self-destructive **beep**s, so here's one:

I just lost my best friend because she thinks that her boyfriend is more important than me. She keeps asking why I can't just get over it and accept that he's there for good, but then I keep telling her that I can't get over the fact that I know he's just staying with her until he gets his benefits, then leaves. And besides that, she's a total stuck-up **beeeeeeeppp** now. So I told her a few weeks ago that I never want to talk to her again (It got baaaaaaad - We didn't exactly leave on good terms, more like we both want to rip each other's heads off) and so far haven't. In my opinion, my best friend is dead, because she wasn't this person before her boyfriend came along. She says that she didn't change. Hah. She should take the truth from someone that's known her this long.

(Of course, she doesn't even listen to any of the things I tell her about her boyfriend because in her eyes, he's the perfect god. She replies with, "You don't know him at all, I do, **** off." All that.)

Anyway, I still don't know what to do, because I do still care about her, but I don't. If that makes sense.

I guess I just care about a dead person. Because my old best friend is dead to me.



(In a happier change of subject, however, I'm a member of AFI's fan club, and I asked a question about guitars to the guitarist, and he replied!!!!! I am SOOOO happy, this is the third time that someone from that band has spent ten seconds thinking about me!!! Lol, does that sound pathetic? Rest assured, I'm not pathetic, I just love them. )


ttyalater,
Tabs