If you died right now how would you feel about your life???? Theres sooo much most people never think about. the time you spend watching tv shows about people doing incredible things and saying how it was the best thing of there lifes you could be doing with your own. TV, PS2, XBOX, internet, these are the things that have ruined us. They tell you ( Read more... )

maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves. Only out of complete destruction of everything we assume is sacred can we truely be free. Think about it, im being serious. Everything that you base your life after wether it be religion, philosiphy, law, it was made by someone else. Why live by someone elses standards? ( Read more... )

This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time

There is no good or bad, but thinking makes it so." William Shakepeare said something close to that. So we govern by common morals because thats all we can do(or should do). Ask any social science teacher and they will tell you the reason we do everything we do is because we want to be happy. Thats why people act the way they do, it's why people ( Read more... )

I hate to sound like the steriotypical teenville livejournal soulchatter but I think that anyone who reads the shit that actually comes from my computor will take the time to read this public service announcement and though im sure noone will really understand it and it may even make me come across as deep (which i assure you im not)but just like ( Read more... )

met mike jones,Paul wall, and slim thug saturday.

Apperantly mis communication has happend (surprise ( Read more... )

You're my Friends so I think you should know: I've killed a lot of people. Some girls in the apartment uptown uh, some homeless people maybe 5 or 10 um an NYU girl I met at the landing. I left her in a parking lot behind some donut shop. I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun, and some man uh some old faggot with a dog last week. I ( Read more... )

There is an idea of a Lee Brewer; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there.

Spent the weekend at andys. every day there tops the next. like without a doubt that place is a vortex for fucked up things. Dave headbutted my ass like 50 fuckin times within a minute than started stomping me. andy meanwhile laughed so hard he had to go outside and seperate himself from us because he couldent breath. dave and me drank a whole mess ( Read more... )