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Yikes.
I looked back at my last entry and I was like "Wow. Cool story, bro." And then I figured I really should post up something else.
My friend Charlie sent me this shirt. It really....enhances my chest? Har har. But I really do love it.
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To SHUUUUT meeeee OUUUUT
It's been about a month since I've been droonk, and while I'm actually really proud of this fact, nobody said I couldn't slip up.
I love singing when I'm droonk. Which is reet now.
These are the two songs I've had on repeat allllllll night long.
www.youtube.com/watch (http://www. ( Read more... ) -
Nadia.
The concept of this made me lol. It had to be done.
Inspired by a conversation between me and Charlie.
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Do I still think in those little yellow boxes?
I've missed my computer. After so many months, I opened it up for another failed attempt to fix it, and it just worked. So, okay, we're all for that. Think I'll start coming around here more.
How is everybody? Surviving? I know how that goes....
Pickles and his family invited me to the skating rink. I got to help him get the hang of his roller skates ( Read more... ) -
I'll lay me down tonight, much further down. Watch stars go out tonight, on sinking ground.
Man, I don't even know anymore. This past week, I went about 24 hours without smoking or drinking anything. I was really proud of myself. But I get so bored, and lonely, and upset, and depressed, more so about some things more than others. Because this sex started out as a game, then it turned into a want, then a need, then a sign of approval, and ( Read more... ) -
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H'ween was awesome. I was Rorschach, of course. Pickles (who was the Grim Reaper) and I, together, collected almost 8 pounds of candy. We trick-or-treated for nearly 3 hours ( Read more... ) -
Stringing inks together.
There would have been poplars, apples, a suburban Sunday. There would have been a fire opal dissolving within a ripple-ringed pool, a last throb, a last dab of color, stinging red, smarting pink, a sigh, a wincing child.
Shamefully, no apologies. Too wrapped up in my own dysfunction.
I've been sitting and biting. Between my teeth, tearing flesh ( Read more... ) -
Something's wrong, this is gonna shock them, nothing to hold on to, we use this song to lead them on
I don't talk to anyone much anymore. I'm so goddamn sorry.
Had a good Friday, will probably tell about later, but then I came home and drank and did things with John and let him fuck me but I just couldn't sleep afterwards. I've gotten drunk for six or seven days in a row, and I don't want to be drunk anymore, but it's gotten to the point where I ( Read more... )
