hacked on myspace. i don't know really what happened. but i can't log in. if any of you get any messages or comments about secret crushes from me, i'm sorry, it wasn't me ( Read more... )

1. I've come to realize that my last kiss was ( Read more... )

testing. it's been a while. anyone still out there? like throwing messaged bottles.

whatever.

i vowed to bring hope back this year. quite bold of me. she's an elusive one. you can't hold her, just follow. there's a lesson there somewhere.

please come out if you can. if no can, no can. it should be fun. i will have some live action objects...


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i just don't know sometimes. the ups and downs of everything. the ebb and flow. the downtime between documents is killing me. post. post.

it's gone.

idle hands, man.

a few articles about the recent stryker project and the show that it will be featured in.

http://www.honoluluadvertiser.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060731/LIFE09/607310308/1076 Leave a comment  2 

hectic. my jaw hurts. there's things in this world that need to happen. i don't know what the fuck kind of artists express themselves and release all the ills in them and feel good and whatever. i guess maybe, abstract expressionists?

when asked what i am doing. i say i do this for you.

i really have a secret life. i roam with the other am nomads through places you see in the daylight and never notice. they hide and come out at times when you are comfortable. the comfort zones in outdoor places are amazing. we can be invisible.