at this point i have no idea who i am.

there is a lot of things i'm dying to say, there is a lot of things im dying to do, but im not going to.

bye

my dad has a donkey, they call him paco. he is in tennessee protecting goats from coyotes. Paco likes to fuck. how bout you? one day before i die im going to go pick up paco. then...maybe....we'll eat some shit.

for the first time all year my head was cold.

ugh, i hate my family most times. i hope everyone feels a disconection with me because thats what they have. if i learn anything from my family its that talking is a frekless effort used as a tool of destruction. absolutly useless. There is no trust in this family, no one fucking believes anyone. everyone is pissed about everything they do. People ( Read more... )

im so bored. not just now, but with everything. i wasted my entire day the other day. at first that made me mad. you know, wasted a day of my life. but ive wasted oh so many days of my life that i just cant seem to find the meaning in that one ( Read more... )

Sweet bread is sweet.

anyway, The futz got booked at the ellis old folks home. hells yeah.

sweet bread is sweet.

my father came to me yesterday. he looked me in the eye (which he doesnt do often so i knew he was serious) and he asked me, "brian, i realize you enjoy music but thats no way to make a living, what are you going to do with your life." Now i, after seriously trying to think about what i want to do with my life answered him back with,"i dont know, ( Read more... )

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nothing seem worth saying. i want to say something, i just have nothing to say. i'll improvise as i go on about random shit i guess ( Read more... )

"you'll feel better when you dont talk"

sure, ill give it a try

i want to steal some shit (not literally shit though