YES i have cut my hair into a grade 4
NO i don't have pictures
NO you won't like it
NO i don't like it
NO i don't really care either way
NO i don't think it's ok your life revolves around hairstyles and fashion
YES i'm fucking angry
YES i'm fucking tired (and ugly)
YES i realised i just paraphrased bane
YES it was deliberate

modernlifeiswar are playing the barfly on july 1st, the day of my last exam. fucking yes.

ok so i was writing an essay on othello and i was writing about the final scene and listening to isis and it drove me to tears. ridiculous. for some reason, the kinda emotion and feeling shakespeare documents so perfectly in the dialogue between othello and desdemona is perfectly complimented by isis. the 25th is gonna be so awesome.

( in case you want a brief synopsis of the plotline that made the emo kid cry )

ok i'm supposed to be working but i just opened my holiday from work form and saw that apparently i have fucking 00 hours holiday from april 04-march 05. fucking dicks. i'm so quitting this job and pissing on their fucking fresh fruit. what kinda dicks are they?? is that even legal?? CUNTS.

how many of you would kill me if i got a grade 3?? show of hands...

(if noone comments i'll grow a mullet and then you'll all fucking hate me. cunts.)

16-18 july @ the zoo, wilkes-barre, pa ( Read more... )

"It's the all girl issue and has interviews with The Mingers, Hanin Elias (ex-atari teenage riot), Walls of Jericho, Wage of Sin, Bratmobile, The Gossip, Horrorpops, F-Minus, My Ruin, Melt Bannana, Tsunami Bomb and Pretty Girls Make Graves, as well as a shed load of reviews, columns and articles. This time round it's 92 pages long, and of course ( Read more... )

so all i fucking needed in the end was a weekend out. saturday round sam's was jokes to the max, nice to see she's dropped that silly gothness and gone for a much more appropriate emo look (hahahah). sam's so luvverly. one of the few people in this arsend town i actually feel like giving the time of day ( Read more... )

i've had it. i've battled against mankind for 17 years. i've tried time and time again to convince myself that there is hope, and that i just think too much about too many things. i've gone far and wide in search of enjoyment and fulfilment. but right now, i feel fuck it. things will never get better. people will never turn good. all i see in this ( Read more... )

here we are, all fuckin bouncing off walls and marching to the same beat. tribesmen and emperors in our heads but fuckin slaves with our heads on our soles. let this be a lesson to you soldier: the battle is not won till the heart is dead. the scars will only open when the sun shine throughs the mist. while slowly, but surely, the solemn mantra ( Read more... )