names jack, i'm 18 years old. i live in the middle of the woods in pennsylvania, and while most kids my age have cars and a job to keep them sane, i am unemployed and must hitchhike to get anywhere. could never sleep in the same place for longer than a few weeks since i was a kid, now i can never stay in the same place for too long until i want to shoot myself. that's how it goes, i guess.
i'm leaving home to play music (check out my music page, Jack Shit on MySpace Music - Free Streaming MP3s, Pictures & Music Downloads) cause that's the only way i can stay sane. i hope to find a city with a good music scene where i could start a band and just live, get fucked up, and play shows. but for now, i have to find that, because that is not in central pennsylvania. i've traveled out to ohio, and through massachussetts. going to bum around in my hometown williamsport for a while, living in a tent and staying with friends, and maybe make my way to new york to play on the street. and i'm hoping that if i keep rolling i won't gather any moss, and can grasp happiness for longer than just a passing breeze.
i'm leaving home to play music (check out my music page, Jack Shit on MySpace Music - Free Streaming MP3s, Pictures & Music Downloads) cause that's the only way i can stay sane. i hope to find a city with a good music scene where i could start a band and just live, get fucked up, and play shows. but for now, i have to find that, because that is not in central pennsylvania. i've traveled out to ohio, and through massachussetts. going to bum around in my hometown williamsport for a while, living in a tent and staying with friends, and maybe make my way to new york to play on the street. and i'm hoping that if i keep rolling i won't gather any moss, and can grasp happiness for longer than just a passing breeze.
