Damn you to hell you "Insensitive bastard-" There are so many "Little boys" in this world. It is amazing how they actually get ahead in this world, in the end, even though they are not exactally men yet. Well.... This is how I feel about you! You are a boy with no balls, betrayel, lies, deceit. All different things in the same fucking category. ( Read more... )

sO NOW I AM LIKE SO GROUNDED? BUT IAM 19 FUCKING YEARS OLD GOING ON 50- I FEEL LIKE SHIT- I NEED A CIGARETTE- I AM GROUNDED FOR A WEEK BECAUSE I LIED ABOUT GOING TO NEWARK FUCKING JERSEY- FUCK THAT- I WAS SAFE- I TOLD MY DAD I WAS GOING DOWN THERE- I BRAGGED ABOUT IT TO HIM TODAY- PISSED HIM OFF- HE HATES MY GUTS- I WOULDN'T BLAME HIM THOUGH HE ( Read more... )

five things I really liked 3 years ago that I don't much care for now ( Read more... )

Okay- So I met this guy Tom last sunday. -( Iam grounded now- So I cannot see him )- :Sigh:: It was at Evolution- The last hour that we were there for. I noticed his eyes and hair, the fact that he was staring at me from a stool by a bar, beneath the DJ booth, as I danced to Wumpscut and Front 242. I approached his small "Cool" friend and told ( Read more... )

What is this life for, crimes and disappointments that have to do with lies and betrayal? How should I feel? Cheap and used up, Or Maybe I should be wrapped up in a big thin vinyl shiny plastic bag, tied up and thrown away for the trash men? How absolutely low can this possibly get? Is it natural for a friend to consistently lie to you every ( Read more... )

Ravishingly splendid. Magical. Evil. Gutter Glitter everywhere. Poisoned breaths surrounding me. Arm's leg's intertwined with each others, they were thrown everywhere. Torso's snapped and than finally broken. Blood flying staining white garments with yellow decay. Disgusting delicious delicate sweat seizing to stick to the hot shimmering bodies of ( Read more... )

Give me a jar of fetus… Give me an ounce of Soma- Could I give a hint? I need a vacation from this world- Maybe this life- Maybe this semi-moron culture of raging hormones and infinite angry human beings- Am I one of the human beings with the ass’s that slide down the land fall of sheer to pure perfection? Am I aggravated cause I cannot get my way ( Read more... )

Her eyes. Speak the morning, of mid afternoon, of sacred day, Of never waking up. Her eyes, closed, never wanting to open, never wanting to mark her sense of satisfaction: Never wanting to adjust to the atmosphere and be one with her god at will. Her tear drops fall upon her own self pity. These rain drops call out depression. They will not ( Read more... )

It was three boys and a Periwinkle- We were on the way to POISON again in Hershey Penn ( Read more... )

3 hour drive... 6 bottles of Smirnoff Ice- Went down my throat into my liver- 3 packs of cigarettes were smoked- Rapidly- Satisfaction on the run- The music blaring- The 80's children glareing, plastic weed leaves linked around a hippy's neck. Jack Daniels stains across shirts, on lips, and along the gumlines of the rotted teeth that the men and ( Read more... )