my life is finally shaping out not to be a mess, since i've been excommunicated from the church of idiots, aka my family, and i have made a point to have friends that aren't obsessed with being judgemental and closeminded. there's been a lot of writing and reading going on, and i will hopefully be all moved in with the best person i've ever met by ( Read more... )

i'm frustrated and disgusted with everything lately. people, location, everything. cranford is a waste, new jersey is a waste, america is a waste, north america is a waste, the world is a waste. the only people i can stand without being completely uninterested lately are dave, chelsea, lily, and if he counts, jello biafra. sorry if your not on that ( Read more... )

i'm getting the black beast of arrrrrggggghhhhh tattooed on my back when i'm not poor.

he is the ugliest motherfucker on earth.

life hasn't really been happening lately. it's just sort of existing. i'm driving to vermont tomorrow.

don't make a fuss, just get on the bus.

oh and i've been wanted to get this down for a while, i might as well do it now ( Read more... )

christmas is stupid and boring as usual, i don't ever look forward to it, it's stupid and everyone is stupid and everything is stupid ( Read more... )

so apparently wastes of life make around 1000 bucks a week.

jawesome.

i'm in a misfits cover band.

oh.

and chuck norris lost his virginity before his dad did.

fucking pigs, man.

endofstory.

edit: maya angelou is older than death.

deathby manatees (7:54:30 PM): hahahaha
deathby manatees (7:54:32 PM): wait
deathby manatees (7:54:36 PM): was i there?

three a.m. drunks, all over america, were staring at the walls, having finally given it up. you didn't have to be a drunk to get hurt, to be zeroed out by a woman; but you could get hurt and become a drunk. you might think for a while, especially when you were young, that luck was with you, and sometimes it was. but there were all manner of ( Read more... )

i'm currently homeless.

i was going to start the job hunt today, but instead i'm getting drunk and then figuring out what to do.

maybe my parents are right, or maybe this is all just how it starts.

i don't really pay attention anymore.

bye.