Starting June with the engine running.

Three months after, IT'S DONE, our first studio quality EP is right out the oven, and it also soon will be available for y'all guys to pump the volume up your speakers.
It's been an awesome experience, and I'm absolutely sure that all of our massive work, all the hours spent inside a cabin playing or singing, it will all pay off somehow, specially if you guys appreciate our dedication and actually SING OUR SONGS and share them with your friends so our community keeps growing.
I love you all, I hope I'll have some more news, soon.

The day a wolf became a prey.

There's always a time in your life when you discover you are going to end up running away from everything. The perspective around you shows an outcome that it is not pretty to look at, you can't feel well at practicly anywhere you are.
Maybe I do am a lot less than I thought, maybe I am not the person I wanted to be, maybe I am even more of a coward than I thought I actually was. Maybe I am just no good enduring everything I've put myself trough.
I don't know where the answer could be. I don't even know what to do now.
I'm just a little scared fucker cornered inside its own massive self destructive world.
Where are you?

Meet my dog.

My whole life I've been used to have dogs. Right now my house is under control of two of this awful beasts. Today's post is about one of them, Nana the Schnauzer.

Nana came into my life when her original family gave her into adoption because... well you will see why. So they actually offered her to my mother and due to reasons, she ended up being MY dog. I'm the one who takes her off to walk, and pick up her shit, she sleeps on my bed and everything.

The reason why she's so special to me is because... well... SHE'S NUTS.

Her character is really something. The day I met her she actually jumped at my face to bite my nose. I was standing on my doorway. Coming from the street.

Besides her daily fights with either her tail or her back paw, she also likes going out to the street and barking to neighbor dudes, doing their usual neighbor stuff AT THEIR OWN GARDENS.

Yes, my neighbors are really poorly drawn.

I'm afraid they don't find this as hilarious as I do.
One of the best things about sharing my vital area with another live being is that I find myself also sharing things like my own bed, which, actually, to this point, IS HER BED.

Seriously, is like having a husband but without the sexual part. She's hairy, she smells, she's demanding, she farts and burps (A LOT) and growls, and drools, and vomits...
Of course she's also like my very own personal living alarm clock, 'cause she always, every single morning at 9:00 AM, scratches my door for me to get my ass off bed and take her out to pee. She's a rabid monster, a hairy mofo with razor sharped claws, bad breath and worse mood.
God I love her.

To a best friend.

Hey you! happy birthday, I know you gave me a way better gift for mine, but this work was

A REAL PAIN IN THE ASS. 

So, hope you like it.

I might not say this often but I'm glad you're my friend, I'm glad I can count on you whenever I have real problems, and I'm sorry for all those bad times I might have put you through, I'm certain that whatever they were, it was not my intention to hurt you or make you feel bad in any moment. Maybe I'm just a bit of a big mouth.
Next year will be better, take it for granted.
Lots of hugs.

PS. I'm sorry I made you look kinda like that Sailor Moon guy.