Don't Let Go

Warped was just days away, and I was freaking the flip out; everyone was. We’d been a band for four years, and we were finally getting out there in the world. This was going to be it.

We were going to get out of Ohio.
We were going to do a national tour.
We were going to show the world who Disintegrated is!

I called my mom; she was thrilled and so proud of me. She even said my dad would be proud of me, and that was all I could have ever asked for.

I’m not going to give everyone some sappy sad back story that’s my life. I had a great childhood; both of my parents loved each other and loved me more than anything. The only thing that was ever wrong was that my dad was always sick and eventually we lost him.
I try not to think about it much, but sometimes I can’t help it. I shut down and that’s when a lot of my writing takes place.
My dad was the whole world to me, and we did everything together. He bought me my first bass guitar when I was 10, and I never put that thing down. My mom was pissed as all hell when he got me the thing I love the most. I never stopped playing, and I was terrible at it at first, but my dad always told me to keep going.
I got there eventually, I guess, and now I’m in a band; the greatest band to ever grace this world with their presence, might I add.


I was all packed and ready to go, my song book in my backpack with the rest of my most needed gear: guitar picks, our EP that I put together to finally sell, my Granola Bars, a couple of Monster Energy drinks, and most importantly (because mom would kill me if I left my very tiny apartment without them) my anxiety medication.
I didn’t always need it, but I knew it was going to be a big—no and enormous—crowd, after all it is Warped Tour. Who knows how my body was going to react to that. Besides, I had myself almost completely under control.
I was totally going to be okay.
I got on Facebook and decided it was time to tell the world just how awesome this summer was going to be.

Autumn: You bitches ready?!?!
Jayden: Hell yeah!
Bram: You know it ;)
Marshall: Can’t even handle this right now, OMG <3
Katelan: Can I bring my laptop with me? PLZ. >.<<br> Kyle: No. I WAS BORN READY.
Autumn: Let’s do this. Bus Call is tomorrow night at 5PM in LA. We leave now.
Bram: Roger.
Jayden: Let’s lock and LOAD :D
Katelan: SERIOUSLY OMG.
Bram: If you make us late, I’m going to strangle you with your headphones.
Kyle: Can I videotape?
Autumn: SADDLE UP SOLDIERS. I’M GETTING IN THE VAN NOW.


Sometimes it was so hard being me, I swear, these guys were going to be the death of me. Buuuuuuuuuuuut, I loved them all the same (except maybe Katelan, I think she’s dumber than Patrick Star on some serious dope).

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