Today was alright. It was Outsider's day at school, so I dressed up like a greaser, which was tuff. I looked the part with my beat up hands and vegan leather jacket.

Twas cool.

Now I smile like an idiot, for not main reason. I'm proud of myself. I finished writing a song based on the Poe short story 'The Tell-Tale Heart,' made some cute aesthetics and finished all my homework in about half an hour. I came up with a cool ass little bass solo thingy, which is fun to play. I was messing around with my bass. I felt really proud showing my father it. He dug it.

I'm a happy little bastard. Let's just say that. I was watching Iron Maiden interviews and I was laughing my ass off. It was great. I felt so happy afterwards. It was a fun feeling. I think it was first time this week I have been truly amused.

Listening to my space rock, and let me just say these band should put out some more music. I love space rock. Hard rock, pyschedelic, bluesy type of stuff, which I enjoy listening  to. It sort of reminds me of the pyschedelic Beatles, mixed with Black Sabbath's hardness and made the space themes of David Bowie. It's really cool and I recommend it to anyone who likes hard rock.

Announcement: I would like to write a story, called 'A Tales from A New Romantic'. If you can, read it please. I'm going to post the chapter in a week or two.

-------here comes the sappy poetry part of the blog--------

You are always loved
whether you feel it or not,
whether the sky becomes gray
or the night falls,
You are always loved.

You are always loved,
whether you're a million miles in space
or a millimeter away,
You are always loved.

You are always loved,
whether you're laughing, loquacious,
or feeling down and depressed,
remember this:
You are always loved by someone.

You are always loved by someone,
even if it's a few countries away.

You are always loved by someone,
even if it's the early slivers of the morning day.

You are always loved by someone,
even if you feel oh so clearly in dismay.

I hope you know: You are always loved,
whether you're loud and lively
or feeling dreading and life and death alike, remember this:
You are always loved by someone.
You are always loved.
You are always loved.
You always will be loved.

Anywho, I'll see you soon. Have a goodnight, my fellow people and {enter prefix here}sexual aliens. Sorry it was short. I love ya. 💚It's Geez💜