when i wrote, i realized the reason that i hadnt written before is because i didn't need to, which is good. but now that i wrote, and it isn't particularly good, i can see it is different than before, which makes sense. it is more direct, more honest, but not as beautiful ( Read more... )

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"steven has aids?"
"steven has aids?"
"yo, steven has aids!"
"john got with steven?"
"john got with steven?"
"yo, john got aids!"

us -->fuck it
sp--> fuck u, mr diaz
econ--> super duper fuck
english--> zegers can fuck himself
math--> haha, fuck you too

im in sexile

so my dad's at a wedding and i ask him how its going an he says

"im drinking vodka and your mother's going on about how she's the greatest mother in the world... it's going ok, i guess."

so THATS where i got it from

im remain in awe of the apathy that i've felt toward the entire world the last few days. and then i have a spurt of a single emotion, in a single direction, and i realize my apathy, and feel sad that i dont care, that im unresponsive to everything ( Read more... )

ill kill you all, one by one

i blunder progressively.

i pretty much alternate between my last two entries, if anyone is interested.

i dont blame you if you arent.

cycles.

circles, neverending lines.
lines, infinite series of points.
economics, the study of scarcity and choice.

i feel stagnant alot, unless im busy sinking into the floor.

following?