holy i havent been on here for s long time. nothing new going on. livin out in the boons with ky. i gotta say shes fucking amazing i love that giirl so much it hurts. i wish i could have hsd herbwhen i was in highschool cause it woullda solved a log of shit for boath of us lol. i waanna marry her THATS how much i do. plus shes pretty lol ( Read more... )

so i kinda fell outa the loop for a bit...I was staying with my technicly chalanged family and my uncle is a big nazi about the computer so like A the comp is a pice of shit so it's hella slow and b i could only use it while he was at work....so i got on for about 5 min and then yea i was like "fuck this" amd just waited till i was home ta do any ( Read more... )

the more i sit and think, like a stone i fall and sink to the botom of lifes shalow pool. Is what i'm doing the write thing or in the end will i be made a fool? it's hard when you have the mind of a slave always wanting to be a tool. i just wana be used for what ever purpas is seen as fiting for me. my purpas is truely your desire, born of flesh ( Read more... )

I prolly shouldn't even be poasting anything but alot of the peopple i know are effected by today simply because it marks the end of life that was taken far too soon. I'm going to keep it short and sweet and just say I send my best wishes to all of you. Even though i wasn't connected to him you all were and i really wish i could have went around ( Read more... )

ALo, alo ( Read more... )

cigaret berns and blood stains, scraped neas and growing pains ( Read more... )

white pants and cafinaited extacy always get the best of me. I sit, I sip and watch flys fucking on a pie plate. My mind a broken river flowing through hills flat as i enjoy my morning coffee and and pet the family cat. An idel finger traces the rim of my cup and moves slowly for a smoke. Drinking too much coffe i begin to sputer and choke, ( Read more... )

Cigarets and nicotine ( Read more... )

I wrote this a while ago for a friend of mine.

"SHUT UP!"...I cryed, voice echoeing off the emptynis. The sound of cars passing in the street below the only answer i recive.

Nealing now I begin to weep, my mind is broken and the crack runs deep....

The letter 6.....

Chokeing on my soul berning peices of myself like the hardest blackest coal. My world looks up while i'm still looking down, i'm loosing myself looking for what may never be found. "NO, BAD DOG!" echoes through my ears bringing with it thoughts of newspapper and men drinking cheap beer..............