If you ever fuck with me again, or even so much as look at me, I'm going to stick my metaphorical, splintery wooden phallic object so far up your metaphorical asshole its going to metaphorically poke you in the brain and induce a metaphorical stroke, rendering you forever incapable of normal speech. Coincidentally, your freshly contorted, sagging ( Read more... )

i dont wear clothes, just a bathing suit. on the day to day. i can spend hours reading that book. i found these old videos from a few years ago and after i watched them i felt like that person again. its weird, so self conscious. for good reason. but i honestly havent changed, i now realize. its like some kind of animal, your past, you can groom ( Read more... )

so anyway im 19 now and recovering from a bout of death, brought on by a number of factors. like the plague. bubonic. rattus maximus. my miniature pizza will soon be done and when my tudou video loads i will be watching an episode of monk. it is currently 1:06 pm. good thing minutes are only 60 seconds long. a message from god? or the heart strings ( Read more... )

im still not sleeping normally or feeling normal in any way. when does it get easier and less obvious? ive been waiting so patiently now

i think i spend more money on beer than on weed now. aint that somethin ( Read more... )

i will kick your ass you fat bitch

FAT DOES NOT EQUAL DEXTERITY

bitch could be a compliment, cunt definitely isnt

you fat cunt

emphasis on fat

KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT

I WILL KILL YOU ALL

i cant deal with this fucking town anymore. its all about the fucking group mentality, and anyone who slightly disturbs The Group gets fucking alienated from everyone. pretty soon im not even going to have school to distract me. im gonna go get started on my obituary look for it in tomorrows paper

if its not sirens, its car alarms. in about a minute im gonna go down there and disembowel the fucking piece of shit. having a dorm room is sick. wake and bake every day! if only someone in springfield sold good weed and/or good bags.im scared to smoke cigarettes in here though. right now im writing about the nazis killing communists and bolsheviks ( Read more... )

reporting from brittanys house. it is saturday night. im sitting on the couch and brittany and her boyfriend are sitting on the bed. they're talking. i slept most of the day, but then i woke up. ashley came over and we bought cigarettes and smoked them at mitteneague. brittanys, new jerrys, sunoco. brief random encounter with mario turrini. ashley ( Read more... )

fuck my life