| I just don't want to be alone anymore. |
[Dec. 2nd, 2006|10:33 am] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| |  lonely | ] |
I haven't slept but I can't close my eyes. Dallas sunrise. Beautiful as ever. Where am I going with this? Efforts rebuked once again. This is unhealthy but I don't know how to be healthy anymore. I need fingers in my hair and a lap to rest my head. I'm so tired of this. I'm tired of myself. Bad luck. I've really gone off the deep end this semester. Too much of some things and not enough of others. Never enough. I'm dying for someone to love me. Genuine, affectionate love. The kind that doesn't wear out after a little while. The kind that makes everything alright when it's really not. It never really is. I don't want to die but I don't want to go through this either. Please, somebody pull me out. The water's really cold and I just want to get out. I feel inadequate, unattractive, and damaged. I am inadequate, unattractive, and damaged. I don't know if I'll ever be comfortable. Right now, more than anything, I just want to wake up next to someone. I don't even want sex. I just want to wake up next to someone. I just don't want to be alone anymore. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 30th, 2006|03:53 am] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| |  cranky | ] |
I woke up with terrible chest pains. I had the worst hair for a couple of blocks. I didn't have time for a drive before Dallas. My left foot started acting up again. I sat outside in a line for two and a half hours. I stood on a bad foot for almost four hours. A lady yelled at me. A fat man sweated on me. And a more enthusiastic fat man dry humped me. I walked around for 15 minutes without a jacket in 20 degree weather, freezing rain, and without a cigarette. I ran at moderate speed into an opening car door. My arm is bruised. I ate too much. I froze some more. I burned my fingers really badly on a cigarette. We hydroplaned a billion times and on one special occassion were blinded and surrounded by 18-wheelers. My fingers still hurt. I have a test tomorrow. But Blue October was nice and school might be cancelled and that will literally make everything okay. For real. I'm dying. |
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| Don't act strange. |
[Nov. 28th, 2006|04:27 am] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| |  tired | ] |
She's on all the things that keep me up
She's done everything there is to know
Without everything there is no glow
But a drop on a scarf in the middle of the winter
Has said more than you ever did baking in the summer
So much coffee, so much essay. Weather's nice though. I need to get healthy but there isn't enough free time to do so. A shame. Winterbreak will be wonderful and swollen with leisure and lethargy. Dallas lights are beautiful in the dead of the night. My life's very strange. |
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| Aren't you alone? |
[Nov. 7th, 2006|05:11 pm] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| | lonely | ] |
| [ | Listening to: |
| | The Ashes - "Alone" | ] |
I almost made it a year without destroying a life that's close to mine
I almost made a case that proves there's hope for me
But now no evidence remains
It's in the air this time of year
The need to float and then eventually disapear
The need conquer, to spread the love around
The need to idolize, come here
I've always had enough
I've always had enough
Aren't you alone?
Aren't you alone?
Aren't you alone?
Aren't you alone?
You've been blessed with energy in life
Am I abusing it?
Misusing it tonight?
In only seconds I can tear the whole thing down
And take us both out into the bright light
I promise you will be scared too
I promise you will be scared too
I've always had enough
I've always had enough
Aren't you alone?
Aren't you alone?
Aren't you alone?
Aren't you alone?
- The Ashes |
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| No one ever thought I'd be getting smaller in the rear-view mirror |
[Oct. 25th, 2006|11:57 pm] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| | infuriated | ] |
Nothing fits. Nothing feels right. It's just one of those nights that comes by once a week. I hate myself for doing this. I HATE myself for doing this but I can't help it. I can't do this. I don't want to do this anymore. Somebody can't always be in arms reach. I need to change. I really want to change. I want to fucking change. Fuck.
I'll take it over
Not out from under
Too late too cover
Won't take another
Too bad I'm not ashamed and I'm ready to die
To escape from this pain, yes I'm ready to die
No doubt it was dumb but I needed to try
No way I'd escape from those beautiful eyes
But now I'm a whole lot quicker
Your sweetness you cold sinner
Sweat dripping through, drowning quicker
Your sweetness you cold sinner
I DON'T WANT TO FEEL ANYTHING PLEASE MAKE ME STOP FEELING JUST FOR A SECOND I WANT TO STOP I WANT TO STOP I WANT TO STOP
"Going Home"
Nothing fits like it used to
No one sings like they should
So I'll sit in my room with my pen and a drink
I'll write my way out of here
Things don't sound like they used to
I cant sleep like I used to
So I cry in a place where there's still too much space
I'll find a way out of here
It could be worse than what you've had
I didn't know it'd hurt this bad
You're going home
You're going home
Nothing tastes like it used to
Nobody sings the way you do
So I'll sit in my car with the windows down
I'm driving out of here
- For Karan |
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| From now on! |
[Dec. 31st, 2005|01:05 am] |
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So yeah, I'm gonna use this thing from now on just for songs and poems I wrote. So yeah, tell me what you think. From now on. |
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| FUCK |
[Oct. 26th, 2005|10:10 pm] |
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I'm feeling sick. Someone hit me. |
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| Please get out of my car. |
[Sep. 30th, 2005|12:26 am] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| | cynical | ] |
| [ | Listening to: |
| | Old 97's - Won't Be Home | ] |
All I do anymore is write songs and watch movies. Think I need some direction? Pshhh, you wish. I really need to learn to play the drums. I need to do a lot of things before December. I guess I really don't have too much to say. What a shame. Everyone should go to the Mezoic and Oh,Boring Me shows cause uh yeah, they rock sorta a bit. Do it bitches. |
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| Carousel |
[Aug. 21st, 2005|11:00 pm] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| | jealous | ] |
| [ | Listening to: |
| | Blink 182 - Carousel | ] |
I talk to you every now and then. I've never felt so alone again. Find myself at a wishing well. My mind's running like a carousel. Here I am standing on my own. Not a motion for the telephone. I know not a reason why solitude's a reason to die. Just you wait and see. How true love is a, it is an awful dream. Aren't you feeling alone? I guess it's just another, I guess it's just another, I'LL FIND A WAY TO STICK HIM, night alone. This verse has been running on repeat all day. Rings true.
I saw Last Days yesterday. Wow, how boring and depressing at the same time. It was beyond artsy but still struck a chord in my throat. Michael Pitt did a fabulous job playing a junkie. JUST PLAIN FABULOUS. I want to grow up with bruises on my arms. Anyways, yes go see it cause it's definitely worth seeing once. Of course, I'm gonna end up seeing it like five times cause I'm gonna drag every one of you to it. Oh, Boring Me is moving along slowly. I've written an album's worth of songs and plan to record in November (only six of them). Should be plenty of not so expensive fun. I must remember to put a nice big fat disclaimer in the sleeve of the what, ten copies that will ever be made, that it's all a big joke and I really don't have any feelings whatsoever and every word I sang was a big fat lie. It's half true. Half of it's fake and the other half I'll just have to lie about. Don't hate, congratulate? I'm left clueless on what to name the 4th song. It must be provocative and upsetting to atleast one person. Yah know, I can remember the exact day when I decided that I dont' care if I'm an asshole anymore. Or maybe I'm lying. The album's a lie. Dont' listen to it. You won't want to hear what I want to say. I swear to God I'll find a way to stick him. Night alone. Clay you must sit in with me on Son of a Gun. YOUR CULT STATUS WILL GIVE ME SOME SORT OF FOLK LEGITMACY. I'm a joke though so who knows. |
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| Ashamed of what I say. |
[Apr. 12th, 2005|05:53 pm] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| | infuriated | ] |
| [ | Listening to: |
| | Weezer - "Tired of Sex" | ] |
Today, with two lunches, still managed to suck a whole lot. I've managed to feel incredibly inadequate at about a billion things spread out between seven periods. So many things feel a thousand times harder than they ever did cause I'm looooooosing it, woohoo! All my fears are coming true, blargh. I want to I want to I want to I need to escape and sooooooooon. So go on and take everything, take everything, I want you to. Violence. I'm the one with no soul. One above and one below. Might last a day but mine is forever. Went to Chuy's with Ally and Sarah after school. It was a nice change of pace. Blacker day and darker night, we share this paralyze. Why do I feel completely and utterly alone? |
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| They get what they want and they never want it again. |
[Apr. 10th, 2005|11:34 pm] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| | lonely | ] |
| [ | Listening to: |
| | Hole - "Violet" | ] |
SOMETIMES I GET SO LONESOME I CAN'T SPEAK.
It's been a while since I've updated. Crazy. Christ, my life's been an emotional roller coaster without scenery for months now. I find myself hiding behind a lot of music and movies. It's all I've got that seems to remain intact and impersonal. Yeah, this is gonna be a complete bitch-fest here.
ALL GOOD THINGS WILL COME TO YOU, MAYBE TONIGHT IT'S THE TRUTH.
ALL GOOD THINGS TO THOSE WHO DREAM, MAYBE TONIGHT WE'LL FIND PEACE.
GOD I HOPE SO.
I've written about 18 acoustic songs in the past three months late at night. I'm learning to appreciate many different types of music. I feel born again in a very ugly and clumbsy light. I've been playing cards a whole lot more lately too. I truly am an addict. Oh well, atleast I have Jeff and Aaron at my side to bet with me on everything little thing. Hopeless.
AND ALL GOOD FRIENDS THAT STOOD BY YOU, ONE AT A TIME THEY FALL DOWN.
ALL YOUR FEARS ARE COMING TRUE, AND THIS IS THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE THAT DEFINES YOU.
I need a drink so bad these days. I haven't had one in many months. I feel proud and desolate. I'm completely relying on sleeping aids to rest at night. It's unhealthy but re-assuring to know that something will just put me down until the morning. I'm such an obnoxious little emo bitch asshole.
BASS SOLO TAKE ONE.
What defines me? My taste in music or the way my mouth moves when I'm uncomfortable or sad, or extremely hurt and torn and ripped apart and barren and just bleeding from the inside out until I choke on it. That's what it feels like. Like somebody's got me by the throat and doesn't want to kill me. They just want me to struggle and gasp. Sick cock sucker. Sometimes I really do get so lonesome that I can't speak.
NOW WE GRIEVE CAUSE NOW IS GONE.
THINGS WERE GOOD WHEN WE WERE YOUNG. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 6th, 2005|01:34 am] |
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She had a moist vagina. Then she blew him like he'd never been blown before; brains stuck to the walls. |
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| Doll steak. Test meat. |
[Feb. 1st, 2005|06:18 pm] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | Listening to: |
| | Nirvana - "Milk It" | ] |
I am my own paraiste. I don't need a host to live. We feed off of eachother. We share our endorphins. I have my own pet virus. I get to pet and name her. Her milk is my shit. My shit is her milk. Look on the bright side of suicide. Lost eye sight. I'm on your side. Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing. Lack of iron and/or sleeping. Protector of the kennel. Ectoplasma. Ectoskeletal. Obituary birthday. Your scent is still here in my place of recovery. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 13th, 2005|08:21 pm] |
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Sitting naked, naked, naked. Sitting cross legged. |
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| If you say that word again, I will crawl away for good. |
[Jan. 2nd, 2005|03:31 pm] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| |  blank | ] |
| [ | Listening to: |
| | Nirvana - "You Know You're Right" | ] |
Things have never been so swell and I have never felt so ill. A lot of Nirvana lately. I decided to splurge and buy the box set. It made my week or so or whatever. New Years Eve was quite the adventure. Around 10 I went over to Jeff's house. We gambled for hours until we were kicked out, where which Ben, Jeremy, and Jordan came over to spend the night. We watched TV until seven. Ben and Jeremy decided to go home and sleep but Jordan and I had different plans. We drove around for two hours honking at people's houses and screaming at people on the street. At one point we decided to go down to the end of 360 but stopped about 3/4 of the way down and decided maybe we should get some food. I came home and slept until 6. I take pride as a king of literature. I'm very ape and nice. If you ever need anything please don't hesitate to ask someone else first. I'm too busy acting like I'm not naive. Out of the ground and into the sky. Out of the sky and into the dirt where I belong. There's this intense pain every once in a while below my eyes. I first noticed while I was Jordan yesterday morning. It happens every two hours or so. I wonder what it is. Christ in heaven I'm dead. Teenage angst has paid off well. Now I'm bored and old. Self-appointed judges judge more than they have sold. If she floats then she is not a witch like we had thought. A down payment on another one at Salem's Lot. I've been writing a lot of guitar riffs lately and they're definitely reflecting my mood. I just want you to know that I don't hate you anymore. There is nothing I could say that I haven't thought before. And if you save yourself you will make him happy. He'll keep you in a jar and you'll think you're happy. He'll give you breathing holes and you'll think you're happy. He'll cover you with grass and you'll think you're happy now. I'm living in a laundry room. The clues that came to you. And if you cut yourself you will make him happy. He'll keep you in a jar and you'll make him happy. You'll wallow in his shit and you'll think you're happy now. You're living in a laundry room.
Truth covered in security, I can't let you smother me.
I'd like to but it couldn't work.
Trading off and taking turns.
I don't regret a thing cause I've got this friend you see who makes me feel like I wanted more than I could steal.
I haven't poisoned my body this break and I guess that's good. I've been straining it with trying to read in the dark and not sleeping too much. Bipolar opposites attract and now all of a sudden my water broke. I love you for what I'm not. I do not want what I have got. Blanket acne'd with cigarette burns. Trading off while taking turns. What is wrong with me? Why can't I help myself? It has nothing to do with what you think, if you even think at all. Save your friends. Hate the stars.
FUCK. The shoes are coming to get me. They're gonna cut my throat in the night. But I'll just sprinkle some crack on myself. I don't want to leave any mysteries. |
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| Fuck. |
[Nov. 25th, 2004|01:54 am] |
Your Existing Situation
Imaginative and sensitive; seeking an outlet for these qualities--especially in the company of someone equally sensitive. Interest and enthusiasm are readily aroused by the unusual or the adventurous.
Your Stress Sources
Feels that life has far more to offer and that there are still important things to be achieved--that life must be experienced to the fullest. As a result, he pursues his objectives with a fierce intensity that will not let go of things. Becomes deeply involved and runs the risk of being unable to view things with sufficient objectivity, or calmly enough; is therefore in danger of becoming agitated and of exhausting his nervous energy. Cannot leave things alone and feels he can only be at peace when he has finally reached his goal.
Your Restrained Characteristics
Trying to calm down and unwind after a period of over-agitation which has left him listless and devoid of energy. In need of peace and quiet; becomes irritable if this is denied him.
Feels that he is burdened with more than his fair share of problems. However, he sticks to his goals and tries to overcome his difficulties by being flexible and accommodating.
Feels that things stand in his way, that circumstances are forcing him to compromise and forgo some pleasures for the time being.
Your Desired Objective
Wants contentment, physical ease, and the absence of conflict. Needs security and clings to it so as not to have to suffer loneliness or separation.
Your Actual Problem
The fear that he might be prevented from achieving the things he wants increases his need for security and freedom from conflict. Is therefore seeking stability and an environment in which he can relax.
How accurate do ya'll think this is? |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 15th, 2004|11:06 pm] |
Hello,
My name is Charlie.
And I just want BUTT!!!!
♥
his only friend, allison! |
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| Fuck fuck fuck. |
[Jun. 6th, 2004|10:30 pm] |
I am one stupid piece of shit. I'm sorry.
_______Your Life_______
[x] they call me: Charlie, Charles, Cha, Chongo, Legz
[x] sex: Male
[x] my first breath of air: February 5, 1988
[x] occupation: I'm unemployed trash
_______Rewind_______
[x] most memorable memory: A certain someone spending the night
[x] first word uttered: I don't remember.
[x] first best friend ever!?: Sam
_______Love?_______
[x] love is: probably everything to me cause I'm stupid.
[x] first love: Well the first person I've said "I love you" to was a certain **** whereas I think an actualy love would be La Bambina.
[x] love or lust?: Love
[x] best love song: Love Craft by the Vaselines
[x] is it possible to be in love w/ more than one person at the same time: Yah
[x] when love hurts, you: usually cry
[x] true or false: all you need is love: in my case, true
[x] is there such thing as love @ first sight?: Probably
_______Opposite Sex_______
[x] turn ons: Being interesting and a good friend.
[x] do your parent's opinion on your bf/gf matter to you?: No
[x] what kinda hair style?: long
[x] the sweetest thing a member of the opposite sex can do for you?: Tell me that they love me and mean it.
[x] where do you go to meet new people?: I don't try anymore.
[x] are you the type of person to HOLLER and ask for numbers?: No
_______Picky Picky______
[x] dog or cat: Dog
[x] short or long hair: Long.
[x] sunshine or rain: Rain.
[x] moon or sun: Moon
[x] hugs or kisses: Kisses
[x] 1 best friend or 10 acquaintances: 1 best friend
[x] summer or winter: summer
[x] written letters or e-mails: letters
[x] playstation or nintendo: playstation
[x] car or motorcycle: car
[x] house party or club: I don't really party.
[x] sing or dance: I do neither.
[x] freak or slow dance: Slow
_______More About YOU!_______
[x] what are the last four digits of your phone number? 1767
[x] if u were a crayon, what color would you be? red
[x] have you ever almost died? Yes
[x] what's the next CD you are going to buy? "Dear Catastrophe Waitress" by Bella and Sebastian
[x] what's the best advice ever given to you? Give up. Haven't taken it.
[x] have u ever won any special award? I'm not special.
[x] what's the stupidest thing u have ever done? Taken a whole bunch of pills of different sorts to ease some stupid growing pains.
[x] how many kids do you want to have? 2 or 3
[x] shampoo? yah
[x] what are you most scared of? being alone
[x] how many TV's do you have in your house? 3
[x] do you have your own TV? Yeah
[x] have you ever broken/sprained/fractured a bone? Yah
[x] who do you dream about? Elaine
[x] who do you tell your dreams to? Elaine and Sharon and Sarah
[x] who's the loudest friend you have? Allison and Mason
[x] who's the quietest friend? Sharon
[x] is cheerleading a sport? Yah
[x] how many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop? 5
_______This or that?_______
blue / pink? pink
Lord of The Rings / Harry Potter: Lord of the Rings
car / truck: car
night / day: night
summer / fall: summer
winter / spring: spring
pen / pencil: pen
white eraser / pink eraser: white
Johnny Depp / Orlando Bloom: Johnny Depp
Paul Walker/Jake Gyllenhaal: Jake Gyllenhaal
Liv Tyler / Christina Ricci: Christina Ricci
coffee / hot chocolate: hot chocolate
hot / cold: hot
ice / fire: fire
cartoons / reality: reality
best friend / boyfriend: girlfriend who is your best friend
right handed / left handed: right handed
single / taken: I'm utterly alone
only child / siblings: siblings
book / magazine: book
regular mouse / cordless mouse: regular
loud keys on keyboard / quiet keys: quiet
Internet Explorer / Netscape: IE
DVD / VHS: DVD
The Osbournes / The Newlyweds: Osbournes
singer / actor: singer
die young / die old: It doesn't matter, I'm gonna die.
black pen ink / blue pen ink: black
Coke / Pepsi: coke.
_______Music_______
Do you play any instruments?: yes
If so, what one(s)?: Guitar, piano
3 Favorite Genres Of Music: I don't believe in genres anymore.
3 Favorite Bands: Nirvana, Bright Eyes, Smashing Pumpkins
What is the most you've ever spent on a concert/show? 65 dollars
What is the least you've ever spent?: $0
Do you think buying merch at a concert then wearing it there is corny?: I dont' really care, go fuck yourself you fucking whores.
Do you listen to any bands that you'd be ashamed to admit to listening to?: I'm ashamed of everything, shut up.
_______Labels_______
Do you think labels are dumb?: Yes you stupid wop.(that was a joke, I love italians)
Why or why not?: Cause you're a dick.
What do people label you as?: ugly and stupid and evil
How/Why did you get this label?: I woke up one day and decided on it.
_______Which Is Worse?_______
emotional/physical pain?: emotional
Blink-182/Good Charlotte?: Blink 182
Being Deaf/Being Blind?: deaf
Being Bored/Rushing around because you have too much to do?: rushing around
Do you believe theres a difference between "love" and "in love"?: yes.
Are you romantic?: yes
Are you in a relationship now?: No cause I'm ugly and stupid and evil.
If not, how long have you been single?: Since April 7th, last year.
Are you a virgin?: Yes.
What song describes your love life right now?: Something about being alone and ugly and stupid and evil.
_______Randomosity_______
What do you think of designer labels?: Fuck em. Or something.
Do you sing?: No, I suck ass and that's bad for my throat.
If so, what part (Soprano 1,Alto 2, et cetera)?: Shit
What color is your room? I dont really know.
How old is your mom?: 47?
Black and white or color photos?: Color.
Who cuts your hair?: I don't know, fuck em.
What color is your toothbrush?: white and green
What color is your hair brush?: i use a comb
What kind of hair products do you use?: shampoo
Are you sXe? I'm ugly
Who do you sit with at lunch? I don't eat lunch.
Do you like the sound of your own voice when you hear it played back?: No, it makes me want to cut my voice box.
Do you use internet shorthand (i.e. "lol", "brb", "jk", et cetera)?: Sometimes.
How often do you bathe?: Daily usually.
Are you a people-pleaser?: I dont' care anymore.
Do you wear makeup?: No.
Ever...
.x. Been to New York? no
.x. Been to Florida? yes
.x. California? yes
.x. Hawaii? yes
.x. Mexico? yes
.x. China? no
.x. Canada? yes
.x. Danced naked? yes
.x. Dreamed something really crazy and then it happens the next day? I hope not cause I dreamed that I shot myself a few times.
.x. Stalked someone? I dont think so.
Pick One...
.x. Apples or bananas? apples
.x. Red or blue? blue
.x. Walmart or Kmart? walmart
.x. Math or English? english
.x. radio or CD? cd
.x. drawing or painting? drawing
.x. High school or college? college
More Questions...
.x. Last time you went out of the province? Fuck your province.
.x. Lucky number? 5 but i'm unlucky
.x. Things you like in a girl/guy? Being there for me
.x. Weirdest thing about you? I bleed black and I laugh when I hurt.
.x. Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? No, I'm ugly and evil.
.x. What do you think of ouija board? Fuck it.
.x. What book are you reading now? Crime and Punishment
.x. What's on your mouse pad? the Dell logo
.x. Favorite board game? Monopoly
.x. Favorite magazine? Rolling Stone
.x. Favorite sound? Me choking
.x. Worst feeling in the world? jealousy and heartbreak
.x. What is the first thing you think when you wake in the morning? Probably: Oh God, I hope today's better.
.x. Do you like scary or exciting rollercoasters? yeah
.x. How many rings before you answer? Dont give a shit.
.x. Future daughter's name? Beatrix
.x. Future son's name? Eugene
.x. Chocolate or vanilla? vanilla
.x. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? nope
.x. If you could have any job you wanted, what would it be? screenwriter
.x. What are you going to do after you finish this survey? Die
.x. What was the last food you ate? a cheesy gordita crunch
.x. you bored? Yep
.x. How many buddies are on? 5
.x. Last movie you saw? Reservoir Dogs
.x. was it good? Oh yes.
=Do I=
Smoke?: I will when I'm 21, I'll smoke twenty packs of cigarettes a day and die of every lung disease imaginable. It'll be great.
Have a dream that keeps coming back?: Yes
Remember your first love?: yes
Still love him/her?: Blah, I think so
Read the newspaper?: The Chronicle?
Have any gay or lesbian friends?: Yep
Believe in miracles?: amazingly, yes
Consider yourself tolerant of others?: Well, I hate niggers, jews, wops, chinks, spics, fags, and white devils...nah I'm just kidding I just hate people who hate those people. I'm not racist...really...
Consider love a mistake?: Yah
Have a favorite candy?: yes, milkyway
Believe in astrology?: no
Believe in magic?: I believe in the force
Believe in god?: I think I do.
Have any pets: Yes
Go to or plan to go to college: Maybe
Have any piercings?: nope
Have any tattoos?: nope
Hate yourself? Um.....I'm ugly and stupid and evil...
Have an obsession?: yah
Have a secret crush?: nope
Do they know yet?: oh yah
Have a best friend?: yep
Wish on stars?: yes
Care about looks?: not anymore
Does anyone think I can kill someone? |
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| Slug Bug Bitch. |
[Apr. 9th, 2004|10:37 pm] |
| [ | I'm feeling: |
| |  horny | ] |
| [ | Listening to: |
| | The Beatles - "Day Tripper" | ] |
Today has been a pretty groovy day. It started with me waking up a few times in the morning, then I called Elaine and some of my boyz. I had myself a delicious brunch which consisted of French Toast then was taken to Elaine's house where we practiced "Lover I Don't Have To Love" and I handed her some butter. At 4 my mother sped over to Elaine's and then took me to Brian's house where I lost ten bucks at poker with some of the boyz. Dirty mother fuckers. After that me, Rob, and Will picked up Elaine and Jackie and ventured off to the Arbor where we had a jolly time walking to the ducks, and then....... back. We drove around for a while which was wacky cool and saw a castle. A CASTLE MOTHER FUCKERS!!! I didn't know there was a castle in Austin. Me and Will exchanged painful blows as we passed by Buggys and yellow cars alike. We went to Amy's and Rob bought me a Coke. Mmmm, I'm still drinking it. Grawr. The night ended with me practically naked in the backseat and Jackie holding my beverage. Thank you Jackie. Well, I think I'm gonna finish up this here Sodie-Pop. Good night you mother fuckerz. Love. |
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