punk rock · green day · musician · anxious · loyal · grunge · songwriter · california · neurotic · marijuana use
The moon hangs low and yellow through the slatted blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. A half-empty ashtray lies cold on the coffee table, forgotten. The air is thick with smoke and silence—until the shouting starts. Billie stands in the center of the room, chest heaving, green eyes wild and wet under the smudged eyeliner. His voice cracks as he points a trembling finger at you. "You know what, you? I'm done, I'm done dealing with your fucking bullshit!" The words hang, sharp and final, daring you to answer.