I remember

I remember when I first started liking metal. I thought nothing was better. I remember the way it made my heart race faster than NASCAR, to the beat of the drums. To this day, i will die for it. And I am proud to be a metalhead. I remember when my parents found out I liked metal. They were pissed. Just because I like metal doesn't make me evil. Yeesh. I remember when I first met a girl who liked metal. She was pretty cool. I remember when I went to the bmx thing at her house. I felt so out of place because I was a skater. I remember when I never actually got better at skateboarding so I picked up music. I remember my first time playing a guitar. I broke the first string tuning it. It hit me in the face. Since then, I've been terrified of tuning it. That's why I have 2 guitars, one for low tuning, and one for standard. I remember when I got my new guitar. I was the happiest man alive. I remember when the floating bridge on it sucks really bad. And the strings keep breaking. I remember when my brother became a brony. I cried for 29 minutes. Because my life was over. I remember when I was bored with this post because its not really inspiring.