what do.

is it bad that I say that? 

I’ve completed writing my first yet-to-be-recorded album. All I need is access to a recording studio and I can fish out an album to be distributed and perhaps sold. I’m not exactly sure, but I have hopes for this. I think I can go somewhere with it if someone would care to hear.

On that note, I might be recording some rough demos (off a phone or something) so perhaps someone can hear it. But that’s at a later date.

On another note, I hope someone reads this. Love to get some (INTERESTED) followers. I’ll probably be posting my music updates and such. Oh well, I guess we’ll check that out when we get there.


Yours,
Steven 

This is a conversation I had with my best friend’s sister. She called me a stereotypical hippie because I considered my time smoking as “bonding”. Here’s what I said.

“I mean, our society bases their theories on these fucking stereotypes. It’s stupid. I hate being “that one guy,” much less “that one stoner”. So I smoke weed and consider it bonding and that makes me some hippie? Please. Bonding doesn’t have to mean make a physical connection. To me, bonding is being content. Making that connection and being HAPPY about it. It’s beautiful and my way of BONDING and it’s so damn annoying when people try and stereotype me. I mean, seriously. I take a couple tokes and see every little thing as beautiful and I laugh more and smile and have the coolest times and create the coolest stories and it makes me happy. It really does. I don’t smoke it to get away, I smoke to get closer. And I have to be stereotyped to be right then go ahead. But see it from my point of view and not the “stereotypical” stoner. We all have our own way of doing shit, so why should something so different be so weird?Even when I’m sober, I’m actually happy. I don’t need this little plant to make me happy yet I still choose to and I’m a bad person? You may not think so but these stereotypes you talk of do. Like I said, you don’t have to like it. But see it through an actual person’s eyes, not a stereotype’s.”

About you cheeky little fuckers. ;D

NEW IN MY LIFE: 

1. School sucks
2. Got a gig Saturday, I’ll try and get vid/recording
3. Your mom
4. This girl I know. She’s perfecttt<3
5. Your mom again
6. Your mom’s swag
7. That thing you do with your face.
8. Yeah that one.

I’ll give y’all updates, consider half of you probably won’t read this. :P
btw, a naughty blog started following me. How AWESOME.

I forgot how to change my damn display picture.
Some hook me up?

ask box por favor.(: 

Ask me anything http://formspring.me/copslovesteven
even the stupid ones. 

I’m a creep. Well, that’s what they everyone (it seems) tell me.

You’re so goddamn popular when you’re fucking sad. Yeah, but when Steven fucking (I’m a good kid, right?) Jones tries to gains everyone’s worthless fucking sympathy it backfires and turns into some goddamn warzone and every MOTHERFUCKING THING GOES TO HELL AND IT PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH THAT I WANT TO SHOOT 97 PEOPLE (including myself) BECAUSE I GET MISTREATED BY EVERY HIGH CLASS FAGGOT WHO WANTS TO PICK ON ME ‘CAUSE I’M SOMETHING LESS WHEN I’M NOT! Well, guess what you fucking assholes? You lose. I will NEVER hate something because it’s different. I’ll hate because I’m different, and you think that’s fucking leverage to hurt me. Pathetic.
But I digress.
Everyone hates me. All of Justin’s close friends (besides Alex) think I’m creepy, or annoying, or some other bullshit like that. They don’t ever get to know me, but when I start calling the shots I’m a fucking criminal. Why does that make sense to everyone?

I feel like I’m the only sane person sometimes. Like no one else is a real human, not even my closest friends. It’s all fiction. I mean, goddamn, I post so many private shit on this damn site hoping someone would give a fuck. Post of the time, they don’t. I think. I’m not sure. They don’t ever talk to me here, anyway.

Thing’s could’ve been different. But I don’t know who to blame. Hell, I don’t know if I want to blame anymore.

I’ve been called a liar before, yeah. But I didn’t think it’d fuck up my reality.
So no, I’m not a liar. I’m a fucking kid. Know the difference. 

if fucking Kim wouldn’t post so many damn Justin Bieber reblogs.
Dammit.

lol. I’d ask myself, “What followers?”
I need to stop talking to myself.

Shoutout to Kim: http://kimfo.tumblr.com/