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New Blog. Check it out?
My fantastic friend, Sophia, and I put together a blog on Blogger. Just something to do in our spare time.
It's called The Quirky Duo. Not only do we blog about our personal lives and write poetry and rants, we blog about music, gadgets, fashion, and write reviews.
SOOOOO....I guess check it out. That'd be cool. I'll still be on here to read ( Read more... ) -
A P.O.S
He's a piece of shit, but he tries his best to change.
He tries hard to sustaine the nice guy image thats pertained.
Shit'll hit the fan once they learn of his ways; the man inside his shell, who lives inside his brain, disassociates with life so his actions bare no pain.
At night this side takes over and what's done is done in vain; be it impulse ( Read more... ) -
I've had enough!!!!!
The day's of playing video games online while actually having fun are gone. You cant play anymore without people trying to prove them self's or being ridiculously ignorant. Its not fun. The Xbox Live community is made up of kids who get beat up every day, plus bigot teenagers and grown men with inferiority complexes. Its sad, its also frustrating ( Read more... ) -
I committed social suicide
Well not exactly. Technically I never had much of a social life to begin this said suicide. But I guess what little of one I had, I killed off by deleting my Facebook.
I had it for the same reason everyone else has it and then some more deeply, rooted, personal reasons: I wanted to see what old friends were up to while keeping up with current ( Read more... ) -
Rant
Fuck my family. Those people that I called my friends too. Also every person who will come to know me and disappoint me. Because they're not worth the annoyance, stress, and time I'd eventually end up giving them. Myself and people should never happen. Maybe people like me belong on 4chan with the rest of the antisocial-future pedophiles and shoe ( Read more... ) -
Memories: My First Nipple
I saw my first boob nipple at 9 or 10. This girl, Rachel, lived across the street from me in my old neghiborhood. She was what I would be today, an odd ball. I guess you could call us best "friends". Today we would probably be what you call friends with benefits.
She'd come over my house a lot, I'd go over hers. We'd do the usual kid stuff...play n ( Read more... ) -
Memories: Martin's Child
My dad(Martin)use to be the sports star of the family. He played baseball, basketball, even football. He's in the hall of fame for his high school for baseball. How perfect would it be that he ended up playing baseball for the University of Maryland, even playing in the minor leagues for the Tigers. How odd would it be that out of all the prodigy ( Read more... ) -
Cant sleep
Elyse stayed the night this weekend, good times, minus the night. I felt like a kid at a sleep over who can't sleep...IN MY OWN HOUSE! I'm not use to sharing a bed, I'm sure as hell not use to going to bed no earlyer than 4 A.M.. We went to bed at 11 o'clock last night and I woke up a few hours ago(5 A.M.). I did'nt even mean to fall asleep, I ( Read more... ) -
Loner asshole
I'm still blowing off my friends to hang out with Elyse. I only have three in a half friends. I'm afraid to call one of them my friend. I shouldn't even be calling them friends. They're just guys I subconsiously do nothing with.
Matt: Alls we do is drive around listening to that noise he calls music in his car, talk about his shitty life, and think ( Read more... ) -
Her again...
Came home this morning at 6 am from a great night at the club. Now the girlfriends PISSED, talking like shes gonna break up with me.
First of all: I Asked her if it was okay for me to go. I didn't have to fuckin ask, OK!? I coulda just went, not said a damn thing, and kept her in the dark. I planned on it but didn't cause it would be wrong. Later ( Read more... )