Rockey Feria's Journal

Im the one who pours his heart into something and sticks behind it without fault or wory, only to find (usually) that what ive dedicated myself to is a lie, or that what is (and always is) promised is nothing like what rly comes to pass... Im tired of everything, and sick of nothing. Im always hurt, but never sore. My laugh is loud, but my smile small. I have advanced experiance in the art of fuckitall and wish only to start over in this land surrounding washington d.c. as where detroit failed me, I think this place will not.