Lets go start some fucking fires. I got the gas. You got the flame.

That's called fucking teamwork.

"This won't hurt"

His last words. On this last night in the foul year of our lord two thousand and seven I step back and have to state that I agree. This won't hurt. At least I hope not.

but wait, there's more...

Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this all pure gibberish, a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found out a way to live out there where the "real" wind blows-to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whiskey and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and ( Read more... )

What do you see right now? You see exactly and only what I choose to show you. That is the illusion. That is the lie that I tell your eyes. Making the magic happen in the moment, in that split second you can see past this motherfucker and find that it's all bullshit. I can shape it, I can shift it, I can make it as real as this room. That is why I ( Read more... )

My 21st is coming up. We need to do something. I'm thinking everyone needs to get faced and have a blast.

It's 5am at home and 2am here. I don't feel tired. Autumn died about 5 hours ago. Some people just don't have the ability to compensate time difference. The 24 hour clock has little to do with my life anymore. The only times it comes into play is going to work or going to class. Time has lost all meaning to me. I've realized this. Although I don't ( Read more... )

When I die I want to be reincarnated as me. I'm having too much fun.

There is this amazing wind ( Read more... )

the more i watch m.a.s.h. i realize that it is probably one of the best shows to ever grace the television screen.