I’m Fuckin Syndicated

So fucking tired of everything. So fed up with all of the people in my life and angry at the haters. Angry at the losers. Angry at the would be abusers. I just wanna keep going nuclear but all that’s happening is I’m pumping out rock songs.

But it finally happened. Someone got offended by a song yesterday. It was my old drummer’s girlfriend. Remember how I said my band broke up? Well they’re still pretty sore about it and I guess the girlfriend was pretty sore about it too so she came onto my page calling the song title a red flag and saying it was misogynistic. I honestly don’t give a fuck anymore. I can’t fucking please these people. I sign a vow of fucking celibacy and I don’t touch women for months and I stay in my stupid fucking lane and still this insane person who doesn’t even fucking live here tries to cancel me with her fake woke moralism. She doesn’t even know the lyrics to the song but I’m sure if she read them she would just think it proved her point more. I’m tired of making apologies for my art so this morning I sent her $25 for “emotional labor” and blocked her on everything. She was on her story complaining that women shouldn’t have to explain why things are bad unless you pay them money for it. Sounds like a scam. But she was honestly dying to explain it in the comments. She’s gonna hate the next single, which is actually ironically about her boyfriend dying of alcoholism. I wonder if she thinks that’s too edgy for production.

These people don’t understand how close I am to death. They don’t understand my ethos and how little I believe in now. When I’m literally not drinking, not fucking, not fighting, not flirting, not doing ANYTHING but shredding guitar and working and ya’ll STILL WANNA CANCEL ME?!?! Like I’ve ever done anything wrong in my fucking life except for be an angry little bitch. So please by all means try to cancel me for writing a not nice song about a girl. Show me on the doll where the song title hurt you!