it's 5:43, I'm antsy, I don't know what to do. I'm all by myself right now, worried, hands feeling achy, my mind in a tizzy. Maybe I'm just freaking out, but Seether starts at 7:00pm as I recall. Two phone calls, and no reply, two messages, no reply. I hope it's just some lil delay ( Read more... )

A midget assistant to deal w/ comments, calls, inquiries, and all orders of fried nachos that I so desire. He can also hold my hookah and follow me through the hallways always accompanied by yet another midget smaller than the first holding a hot coal and a fresh bowl of hookah along w/ a backpack full of refreshing drink. This would be good, as ( Read more... )

I'm not sure what to think these days. Everything seems to be on the verge of going over the hill awesome. Yet I'm feeling sidetracked, my mind isn't where it should be. Are my endless days spent at home wearing me down? What about these massive amounts of free flowing alcohol being within reach at all times? The ease of travel to the hookah lounge ( Read more... )

ghetto fabulous, almost very nearly having what i want. Losing it from my grasp. Life is good, life tastes like tripe. I need to get out of my garage. I want to go out and have a good time. I need to find some distractions worthwhile. I feel like I have ADD. My mind is a flood, and I think I'm losing my edge. I need to reinvent I need school to ( Read more... )

I jumped off of my roof, I just barely got out of my neighbor's yard, I slept in the garage until the bright early shine of dawn, yelled at an old ignoramous, ate and threw out Del Taco, vacuumed up ants, watched Jackass for 4 hours straight, drank quite a bit, and here I am thinking I have accomplished absolutely positively nothing. Waitaminute, I ( Read more... )

I like her for that. I don't talk to her enough. Her writings make me smile.

People need to write more like her, and not anywhere near the incoherent random mumblings of this 22 year old man, who's drinking is on the verge of binge, and his experiences becoming more and more detached, incoherent and random.

Save this soul, and give Juliam love

Lost in time, I'm lost in my mind. I've just had a beautiful stripper sit there right in my lap. The strangest feeling came over me, an appreciation, an authentic smile on her face....... she remembered me. The last time I even was there with this particular lady was months upon months upon months ago. Let's safely say, nearly the beginning of the ( Read more... )

Two fingers up in the air, arms stretched out, defying you all. Fake, shallow, forever fucked to live your weak existence. Why am I stuck w/ bumbling motherfuckers with no interests that go deeper in detail then that of a frisbee. Gotta go on a holiday gotta get away from all of you today ( Read more... )

It's still July. Still goddamn fucking July. The heat, the lack of transportation, the feeling and urge to just burst out and create mass panic. They'll be here in no time. Jillian's I'm truly going to go to a show that I haven't anticipated for so much since my first two Less Than Jake shows. I've been listening to them since I've been barely 13 ( Read more... )

I think people should donate money to me, so that I can make something more of myself. Put it this way, you're assuring the very hip and overly trendy doomed future of a future public super star. Go for it, you know you want to. My paypal is robertjwilk@yahoo.com send me money, I'd appreciate it. Anywhere from $.50-1,000,000,000,000.00 I'd greatly ( Read more... )