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I...I can't believe this.

Tue Apr 14, 2009, 2:19 PM
Edit: I'm not SO pissed anymore, I'll get over it. Turns out he recorded EVERYTHING, even stuff the band has done, so it looks like he plans on playing it with the band. If we can get the band together. Fuck meeeeeeeeeeee.

So I sent my guitar player a song that I wanted the band to do a while ago. He sent me a demo of it, and I thought it was pretty good. He just put it on his solo CD, but credited it to me. I'm pretty pissed, because the band hasn't gotten together in a while, and I feel violated that MY song is being used for HIS benefit. What the hell should I do? Should I call him on it, or just let it slide? I mean, we're both pretty unknown, but that's my lyrics he's singing, and I'm sitting at home with my thumb up my ass? Thoughts, opinions?

  • Mood: Anger
  • Listening to: Pandora radio
  • Reading: I don't know yet...
  • Watching: BECK (Mongolian Chop Squad)
  • Playing: Resident Evil 5
  • Eating: Fettucini Alfredo
  • Drinking: So-duh

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:iconzakarius-lucius-rath:
Kill 'em. Enough said. I will help.

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:iconhungrypankake:
GAH WHERE ARE YOOOOOU, I WANT TO HANG OUT TODAY ><;

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:iconshapelyman:
You should Punch His Clock.

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:iconxatxthexballetx:
You need to call him and talk to him about getting the band together. I talked to him and he wants the band to work. He said Steve emailed you. Hey I really need you to call me. I think we need to have an intervention with your sister. I'm not kidding this time. Call me and I will tell you why.
:iconwildwindfox:
call him on it. It doesn't matter if he credited you, he did it without permission.

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:iconhungrypankake:
You've told me like, fifty times! I get it! I already talked to Rebecca, and she's going to have another talk with Ariel.

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:iconhungrypankake:
Yeah, I guess. I'll talk to him about it the next time I see him. Hopefully that's soon.

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//"I've written essays on 'Little did he know.' I've taught classes on 'Little did he know.' Did you know when you use 'Little did he know' not only does the character not know, but you don't either." -Stranger Than Fiction\\
:iconhungrypankake:
I might.

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//"I've written essays on 'Little did he know.' I've taught classes on 'Little did he know.' Did you know when you use 'Little did he know' not only does the character not know, but you don't either." -Stranger Than Fiction\\
:iconxatxthexballetx:
Well what else am I suppose to do! I can't take it anymore. I'm so sick of her talking about all the drinking she did at the parties she's been going to. All I was asking for is a little fucking help is all. I came home today and cried because I'm watching a good friend wither away because she thinks its cool. I told myself I was done crying but I can't help but cry because I want to help and I feel like I can't. I feel like I'm losing a friend to something I don't have a grandfather around for. As much as I may hate my dad's biological father I don't know my grandfather and its sucks! And because of what? Alcohol. I'm also tired of her telling me that I need to go to a party and that I'm innocent. I just want all the pain to fucking go away. No body tells me anything anymore. I feel like everyone lies to me. To make me feel better. I don't want to be lied to. I WANT THE FUCKING TRUTH! I want to know why I can't find a guy who will be honest with me? I want to know why I can't be pretty like the rest of my friends? I want the pain to go away and for someone to truthfully tell me I am going to be okay and that I am a bright young women. But no one does and it sucks! And I say this not out of pity for myself but because its how I feel. Its all my mind rushes to.

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