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[14 Aug 2006|11:58pm] |
well, tomorrow is my birthday.
i don't really care. shit just isn't the same, and it isn't the way i feel like it should be. it's the day before my birthday, and i'm in a terrible fucking mood. i have my first day of class on my birthday, which inevitably makes everything suck dick that much harder, and shit just blows in general.
i've realized that i possess no skill at anything i do, whatsoever. nothing. riding bikes, nope. filming, nope. living life, nope. no skill at all. i can't do a fucking thing right, and that upsets me. i've rode bikes for like 3 years now, and umm, well, let's see, i can do like six things. woo. yeah. six. fuck that. i'd rather not do any of them.
fuck shit piss. i just need a god damn break. for real. i need to get the fuck out of here.
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[09 Aug 2006|02:46am] |
i was going to say something..
and then i realized it doesn't even matter anymore. none of you care at all about what i have to say.
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[16 Jul 2006|03:08am] |
lakjdflaksdjf
fuck life.
shit just gets worse and worse every day. fuckpiss.
goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooddammit.
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[05 Jul 2006|01:35am] |
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so, i agree with kayla, myspace has became the death of everything that is sacred to the interent. livejournal is dead.
i hate everything being so crypted, but who really gives a shit anymore. it's not like anyone reads these fucking journal entries anymore. no one really gives a shit about what gets said in them unless someone is like "oh god i'm so depressed" or "i think i'm going to slit my wrist and get in the tub."
so, here's yet another encrypted entry.
things are about to hit a fucking industrial sized steel fan, and said things are about to come hurling at mach 90 to hit me in the face. it could possibly be the precursor to .. i don't even know. i don't know how to explain it. i don't know if i even want to talk about it anymore. it just makes me totally want to change my name, and move the fuck away.
i know that's the pussy way out of things, but goddamn, it never fails for things to look up for exactley five minutes, and then it goes back to sucking more cock than joy the prostitute. seriously, just when everything looked really really fucking good for me, something of this magnituted comes into perspective and it makes me realize that things are neither a-okay, or are they going to be, and i have so much shit ahead of me to think about and to do.
but you say that you'll take care of it. i hope that's a promise. i just don't want to add more shit on your shoulders than you are already carrying. i don't possibly see how any of that could take weight off of them.
fuck. i just don't know what to do. i just really hope ups gets here with what i want friday or saturday. even though i'm sure they don't run on saturday. maybe that would make things better.
yeah.. right. for about five more minutes.
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[14 Jun 2006|03:18am] |
god dammit. sometimes.. just--fuck.
forget it.
*walks like egyptian*
*backs up*
*dies*
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[04 Jun 2006|01:59am] |
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Damn it feels good to be a gangsta, a real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right and a real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth, cause real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights. And niggas always gotta high cap, showin' all his boys how he shot 'em, but real gangsta-ass niggas don't flex nuts, cause real gangsta-ass niggas know they got 'em. And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta, cause gangsta-ass niggas think deep, Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7 cause real gangsta ass niggas don't sleep.
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[03 Jun 2006|01:23pm] |
yeah, the intraweb pretty much sucks. worse than anything really.
fuck myspace and stupid myspace people. hate that shit.
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[20 May 2006|02:47am] |
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i'm the same as i was when i was six years old, and oh my god, i feel so damn old that i don't really feel anything.
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[08 May 2006|01:05am] |
and as night falls, we will stand tall, proud, but not sure why..
this is not a dream, this is not a game, i heard someone say "this is america the beautiful.."
blame the catholics, blame the cristians, blame the muslims, blame the jews..
blame your mother, blame your father, but blame never got anyone anywhere.
when i get the feelin' back in my hands, i promise i'll build some bridges across this land.
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[29 Apr 2006|01:12am] |
fuck.
you'll just never understand. never.
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[06 Apr 2006|01:32am] |
well. i'm not sure half of you give a fuck about me anymore.. and i'm quite positive a few of you would rather never hear from me again, and if you're wondering if it's you, then yeah, it probably is.
anyway, i don't care. my grandpa died. just tonight. god damn.
fucking, things start to look up, then right back down.
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[11 Mar 2006|08:08am] |
hrm. well.
fuck this. i'm going to louisville.
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[06 Mar 2006|02:35am] |
it's kind of funny how it seems like people change in such little time, so fast. it's only been about a week, and i already feel like i've lost touch with you in about a thousand different ways.
i guess that's just how things go, right? i guess it's just another reason to get all tripped up walking across the room, and not want to get out of bed in the morning.
the more i think about it, the more i wish i could just leave the east coast entirely. a couple changes of clothes, my bike, and a camera and i'll be fine. honestly.
but then i wouldn't fit in over there either. maybe i should take up drinking and start doing pills. why not just be like everyone else, and then become just another face, just another kid in the crowd.
nah. i'll pass. i believe i have just a little bit more respect for myself than that. but this east coast deal isn't for me.
lo-behold.
i have more than enough money for food, and a one way ticket.
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[05 Mar 2006|01:59am] |
god dammit.
*kills self*
sometimes i think people are just beyond lame. and aggrivating. really aggrivating.
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[01 Mar 2006|01:21am] |
i fucking hate people sometimes.
sometimes they drive me goddamn insane. seriously. people go behind my back and fragment these stupid stories together to get people close to me hurt or mad. then, it makes me seem like a bad person. like i'm hiding something, or lying to someone. and they get all of this information from online. give me a fucking break guys. seriously. if you think i have something to hide, why the fuck would i post it up everywhere on the goddamn intraweb? seriously. if i have a secret, or i'm lying to everyone, why would i have it in out in the middle of the firing range, for anyone and everyone to read?
so to you people out there that are reading this, go tell everyone that i said this. go tell everyone i'm hiding secrets, and that i'm a liar, and all this other shit. go ahead. i dare you. i can promise it won't do a fucking thing. if i had skeletons, i damn sure wouldn't hang them out on the line to dry.
in other news. i went to ollies. it was fun. i'm still sore. i rode for six hours straight, from 11pm until five-fourty-five in the morning. fucking rad.
in other other news, i'm buying a camera. it's a toss up between a canon gl2 with a century optics .3x fisheye (death), or a trv950 with a century optics .3x fisheye (baby death) lens and some other goodies. i'll know by tomorrow which i'm getting. when i get it, expect pictures and footy.
until then. i'll be sure to hang the skeletons out to dry.. fuckers.
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[17 Feb 2006|01:25pm] |
shits hosed.
i got a cannon gl1, and it rains. i have no fisheye for it, which makes it virtually useless. i can't go to florence tomorrow because it's supposed to 'snow'. flajdfladflsdlaf
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[07 Feb 2006|11:33pm] |
name seven songs and tag seven people to do the same.
1. The Snake, The Cross, The Crown - The Sun Tells The Moon 2. Lagwagon - Bye For Now 3. Explosions In The Sky - Day 1 4. The Black Sea - Ghost Lanterns 5. Rainer Maria - Made In Secret 6. Texas Is The Reason - Back And To The Left 7. Pinback - Prog
i tag: 0ne_last_time _babeonbroadway indie0_ofreak spikeydrew venal_anatomica all_mixd_up ___locust_reign
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[06 Feb 2006|11:58pm] |
i swear to fucking god. shit just keeps happening and happening.
look guys, if you're trying to fuck me out of my money, then i'm going to straight up sue the fuck out of you all. i'm poor enough as it is, but my school shit says that i'm owing 2000 dollars to you fuckers, and that's not right. YOU should owe me the $2900 dollars it shows on this page. i don't understand why it says i owe 743 dollars for kees money, and 2200 for financial aide. that is totally incorrect.
i wish people would stop trying to fuck me over. god damn, what do i have in my life that they want so fucking bad?
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[05 Feb 2006|09:31pm] |
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fucking livid.
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