K! Tour and "Glamour" (whatever glamour is) and Ebony Apocalypse

It's been a difficult few days. One of my best friends (who I used to drink with, we began together, fell apart together and recovered together) tells me I only fucked up for the glamour? What the fuck? Okay, that confused me. What's so glamourous about drinking a bottle of vodka, taking a handful of god knows what pills, doing stupid stuff and running from the law, smashing the vodka bottle and using the shattered glass as a weapon on myself to try and end my life; after failing spending the next week trying to heal my infected wounds. So I was in this for the glamour was I? Where is the glamour in dying? Because I never found it. That's fucking bullshit. She can fuck off and die for all I care. I'm getting over this shit now. I don't need her to pull me back anymore than she already has. I'll have some poetry up on this in a few days.[/rant]

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Okay, so in 3 days it's the K!tour. 1 thing keeping me sane....

Really looking forward to it. Buy coffee, meet my real friends, go to the Madina Lake signing, buy more coffee. Have a fucking good time at a gig. What more could I ask for? I'm going to the Southampton gig....

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Also, for anybody he knew about Ebony Apocalypse, we've split up now. Nastly, fuck it. I'm looking out for a new band now (or members). I live in the Poole/Bourenmouth are (UK) so...if you know anyone....:)