i don't know how my toenails get shorter, but somehow they do.

my lifes a mystery, even to me.

i've gotta do something different.

cartoons are company and its not all unnoticed, things are all grumpy and i'm still fuckin on notice. A gimp on parade keeps my license in play but you should see all the sites the sites still have will to display.

i've almost completed my first semester back in college, and i can't wait for it to be over, but i admit it was nice to have something to do with myself, something that made me feel like i was actually i dunno, contributing, or getting something out of life ( Read more... )

i don't even know whats going on anymore, i know i'm trying to get through this semester of school, and i've about done it too, i'm not sure what my next move is though ( Read more... )

box on the tv, box in my room, theres a box for every damn thing thats always coming soon, theres a box for my brain and one for all the same, theres one for all these people dead or not, theres one for nothings plain ( Read more... )

taking time out of the sockets a kick from behind, a much needed escape a can't take all this blind, always mistaken don't know the design don't know what i'm making, and not making it mine.
A crusted up synic a .22 and a spirit, a never forget it, i can't take all this hear it.

i'm alone, i'm always alone in one way or another. at 5 a.m. alone seems just a little more lonely though.

i've made a resolution for no more porno, i dunno, its losing its...greatness, and i never thought i'd say that.
I think this journals more trouble than its worse and i hardly ever even post.

whew, donut just attacked a cat, he didn't kill it and he heeled as soon as i got his collar but my god, i'm still shaking.