diary of a dad rocker prologue.

diary of a dad rocker prologue.

“Something’s getting in the way, something’s just about to break. I will try to find my place,
In the diary of Jane” – Breaking Benjamin

Congratulations, you have stumbled upon the diary of a 20 year old drug & alcohol user that’s on his journey of growing up. Now when I say user, I don’t want you to think that I’m┬ásucking dick for crystal meth. Or waking up to drink a bottle of Zhenka. That’s an addict, and I like to think that I have control of my vices. What I do is indulge on the weekends. Which means nights that turn into days, fueled by whiskey and some form of speed, preferably cocaine.

I realize that the contents of this blog will not appeal to most and I am perfectly OK with it. The whole point of this is for me to get my thoughts and feelings out of my head before I go insane. All the while remaining completely anonymous. If this blog happens to become something larger than life then so be it. I’ll probably find a way to ruin it because I tend to self destruct. Welcome to the roller coaster that is my life.

For the layman –

Dad Rock
Term used by children who are angry that most of the modern music they listen to from their generation is garbage in comparison. Unable to come up with viable comparisons to previous classic bands and musical artists, they resort to insulting all of them at once in a dismissive and condescending tone.

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