ROBOTzombie0: jeff shaves his pubes ( Read more... )

I'm angry.

My brother has six annoying blond bitches down, and hits on all of them constantly. There is no place I can do to avoid the fucking giggling. NO PLACE. Not my room, not the basement, not even in the shitter. All I want to do is lay down and get some sleep.

I hate blong, giggling, bubbly, annoying bitches, all of them.

Today was a good day. NOTHING could dampen this day now. Nothing at all.

Today is the day my mother spit me out of her vagina. Since everyone has insisted on celebrating it for so long, 17 years now, it’s officially a national holiday. On this one day MY WORD IS LAW ( Read more... )

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For the large part, this weekend kicked ass ( Read more... )

I have way too much pent up energy right now and overly violent will. I want to feel the disturbing high of a fight, the pain that lets you know you're alive. Once more taste the air pulled into my lungs in ragged breaths, and the metallic taste of blood.

Last weekend kicked tons of fat ass. Meghan on Friday, the Crew on Saturday, and my last soccer game (for a while) on Sunday ( Read more... )

Four days ago, on Friday, he ran away. My dog, Mylo. Friday mourning was the last time I’ve ever seen him wag his tail, or have him lick my hand. Later that night he apparently wandered onto 95, doing what he did best, smell things. Though he is now gone he was granted a peaceful death, with next to no pain. I miss him dearly already, my furry best ( Read more... )

Don’t look upon me with loving eyes, nor speak to me with caring words ( Read more... )