Jon Bellion — All Time Low
First I got Covid-19. Which was fun. That shit about you being fine after 10 days? Complete and utter bollocks.
Then I write this tirade going off on the few people that had been there for me. Inspired by stepping on an old meth pipe that I took a few hits off of out frustration. I need stitches because it keeps opening up and I’m bleeding all over the place.
It’s been a horrible month. And it just keeps getting worse.
For what it’s worth, I’m sorry for everyone I’ve been a dick to. If I’ve talked to you this month, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. No one deserved being put on my shit list like that. I’m not doing so great. Both physically and metaphorically.
I’m sorry. I’ll keep it to myself.