Some people never change ( Read more... )

How can we even begin to imagine the affects we have on other peoples lives?

I wish I felt as comfortable being affectionate with girls as I do with guys. I think I am afraid of being affectionate with girls because I feel I will inevitably suffer by commiting to such actions ( Read more... )

How come all you fucking ho bags cant take it. TAke it like the bitches you are. Because in fact we are all bitches. But at least Im a bitch who can take it, I dont do that passive agressive bullshit. Unshroud your fears and your faces.

Today I took my AP Calculus Test... and towards the end I was interrupted to see one of my good friends removed from the room by a pig. I heard the cuffs click, I heard the rights read by the dick. How many more?

We pretend like we are changing
But we regress back to the sick tendencies of our pasts
Him, You, and Me.

These two songs are on my mind and have always been a favorite of mine ( Read more... )

What a crazy weekend, I had so much fun! Jammin with George and Andrew, Then partying at Hunter's with live music.(Vertigo, Stiff as Snakes, and Peter Murray and Hunter's metal band) Then Eore Birthday on Saturday, I saw so many old friends from Kealing. Then I chilled with Settles, Graham, and Alice. On Sunday I chilled with Greg, Rita, Alex, and ( Read more... )

I am lost, and trying to find my way to a better day. Why do women do the things they do? Why are men no better? How come I struggle to keep connected with both of them? I am lost in the dark, alienated from the rest of society by my own insanity.

I feel as though I don't have the motivation to continue formally in this reality. It makes me ill.

I wake up in the mornings and my back hurts from totaling my mom's car. Its not fun. Both my parents are at home, because my dad was laid off and my mom is retired. My parents are driving me crazy about everything, especially school. I still havent turned in my Rilke paper, and the thought of talking to Ms. Lardon I can honestly say makes me ( Read more... )

NEVER....EVER....EVER....EVER strap dynamite to your genitalia, I hear it is full of carcinogens. By and by and by I see with me eye where the gopher will lie and bask in the sun before I cook him in a hick stew. ITS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! GOPHER LOVE! So one time i was eating and this guy was like hey and i was like hey bungala bill what did ya kill ( Read more... )