Survive revenge by nerds

nothing to say that hasn't already been said.

"running in circles, chasing tails.."

don't remember the last time i felt so alone.

i'm always cold...

or

nauseous.

confusion is my best friend.

i am silent cause i've said this already.

i planned on writing about my horrific N.E.R.D. concert experience.... i don't care to anymore...so i'll give a brief .... summary but not really a summary...better yet unfinished sentences... you put it together...no specific order.. just...chaos.

.....rain...grass....mud....

toenails trampled...one missing.....

shoes...gone....

jacket...gone....

headband...gone.....

friend punched in the face....

my asshole bitch slaps random mexican...

mosh pit gracing my pea coat....

separation of loved ones....

frequent arguments...

GREAT music.....

stinky predator.....

muddy shoe against forehead....

sexy N.E.R.D. fans......

panic attacks....

smashed embryo....

push waves....

bruised feet....

fresh press...ruined....

irritation

from front row to side view

jealousy of uncoordinated hoes on stage (lmao)

replay of mufasa stampede

sydni=mufasa

rough walk back

sexy ride home..

amazing/painful shower...

much needed sleep.

take it how you want..... here are sum pictures id love to take credit for but AJ took most of em..

i edited a few but... not all....

i'll post more later..

-SydniMichael