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[15 Mar 2006|11:57am] |
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as the dust settles, and the air gets cold, he lays alone...
per mutating visions, clouded in green smoke, persist in his heavy head
an empty bottle sits on the carpet by his bed..
his fragility now mocking him in the blue hours of the night,
he realizes that the one thing thats keeping him here,
is the one thing he hates the most...
he always knew this stale game of hearts would end in disaster,
everyone knew.
blinded to untruths wrapped in white sheets,
reflecting on them now only reveals more cracks and anger.
He could've filled three oceans with hope, happiness and lust
he had for her...but the plug was pulled early in favor
of a manipulative old mud puddle.
life is despicable sometimes.
fuck you.
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[31 Jan 2006|03:00pm] |
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she asked me out :)
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[28 Jan 2006|10:51am] |
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i havent updated since i dont know when, but i have some time and i'm at my parents'.
things have been pretty stupid latley, just generally bored all the time because nothing new ever happens, which i guess is sort of my fault. i really need a change, it's so overdue i need to vomit...
i hate being tugged back and forth, i hate myself sometimes, and i hate you.
i wish i could treat other people with the same disregard when its convienent, i lack the capacity. just drop the guilllotine.
oh yeah, i keep having the same dream EVERY night. at first i was ok with it, because at least i was happy for a few minutes right after i woke up, but now it just makes me sad.
the worst feeling is when you know if you wouldve changed one thing from before, you whole life would be so fucking different, better. aye...
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| enraged |
[07 Nov 2005|11:05am] |
My temperments have been pushed to the max latley. I haven't felt so enraged in a long time. And my fuckin digital camera is either stolen or lost. Moving out soon into a house downtown, fuckin stoked. Got to go to work now.
suck my chode.
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[19 Oct 2005|01:57pm] |
CHHEESE BITCH!
Ali doing vocals for the cd
ali being SOBER...hahahaha
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| fuck all you hoes! |
[17 Oct 2005|01:42am] |
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the sound of steel weights clankning in my brain |
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While all you trick ass hoes were at the river spot, the secret spot, a party, or drinking and smokin', I was at home with my thumb up my ass. So I just worked out so I could show you how we flex our pex in the SLAMBO NATION!
...Eelectric Sex coming soon to your local music store. Free with display of breasts.
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[14 Oct 2005|01:02pm] |
Im having a really good day, for lots of reasons. And staci called : )
I wrote a longer entry, but the dates are all fucked up on my LJ, so it didnt work, and I killed a midget to display my anger. I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Littlefeet...
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[11 Oct 2005|11:06am] |
Got drunk and went tagging last night with the crew, good times...
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[07 Oct 2005|09:23pm] |
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You are the color pink. As a beautiful and sweet
human, you are everybody's favorite person.
Healthy and energetic, you're often seen
spreading the happines. As an unusually
charming and sweet person, you're always ready
to comfort people who are down. You sympathize
with everyone, but not always yourself. Aside
from that, you are light-hearted and cheery.
And you make it your duty to make every cloud
have a silver lining.
What color are you? (Amazingly detailed & accurate--with pics!)
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[06 Oct 2005|10:49am] |
oh man haha
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[05 Oct 2005|12:52am] |
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As I Lay Dying |
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There is no privacy in my life. It's amazing what you will beleive if you tell yourself to believe it enough times. Bad is good, dark is light, death is life. There are times when I'm holding back from telling poeople how easy they have it and how much of a hypocrite they are that the proverbial bottle of anger inside of me nearly explodes under the pressure. I wonder if some people knew how much physical and emotional pain they deserve, and that I would be delivering it, if they would continue to act with such disregard to the people around them.
Everything I want, someone else has.
Everything I have, someone else wants.
Life is fucked up like that.
talked to staci today.
It's hard enough to love someone and not be with them, but it's even harder for that person to also love you, but be with someone else who can't treat them as well as you could because they are to thick headed and emotionaly ignorant to realize that that this girl they are with is the smartest and most beautiful girl that deserves to be with the boy she kissed in a tent so long ago...
...and for such a trvial reason...
even worse? it was doomed from the beginning.
how could two people be so drawn to each other in every convievable way, yet in the end realize that it was all in vain...
you don't realize, until you've found what you were looking for, the mess you made while looking for it... fuck thats true.
marlene, anyone would be blessed to have a friend half as true as you. please believe nucka...
maybe i'll go drink a few beers and look for a fight downtown, I feel like I could punch my way out of anything right now...
(place needlessly depressing outro here)
i hate everyone, goodnight.
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| LUCKY! |
[29 Sep 2005|11:46am] |
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ZAO |
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"...It's a lion and a tiger mixed, bread for their skills in magic..."
haha
saw Napoleon Dynamite again with Alison last night, sweet time.
Hung out with marlene and sam and daniel and patrick and cory at the bleachers last night, some things never change...haha
going to work.
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| OH JEETHUS! |
[21 Sep 2005|11:13am] |
Who wants me to photograph them nude? No guys, sorry patrick...
You'll get a copy of every picture and I get to see you naked.
360.606.7951
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| give me a ring! |
[15 Sep 2005|12:00am] |
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soon to be either the MUSE, Tori Amos, Mars Volta or coldpla |
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I got a cell phone bitches. Now you assholes can get ahold of me whenever you please....360.606.7951. If I dont answer, either I'm sleeping, having sex, in the shower, or I dont like your face.
Other than that, i love you guys
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| BAAAHUURRR! (if you know what I mean) |
[01 Oct 2004|01:01pm] |
This summer has been pure shit. HAHAHA, just kidding, it's been one helluva ride. I love you guys. Its been one green summer friends.
Now it's time to think about haloween, yes. The haloween store is already open in the mall, SO FUCKIN GET ON IT BITCH ASSES!
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| my sweatshirt says BONG. |
[02 Aug 2004|11:26am] |
Hello my comrades, it's that time again,
To start a fire, to make a friend.
It's been too long since we've exchanged words,
wrote a song, or ate a dick. So shut the fuck up or I'll infect you with my aids...
by: Chris
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[24 May 2004|01:17am] |
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Well last night was cool. Minus the canceled show and the bovver dicks. Patrick turns into Babalu from jungle book whens he's mega drunk. I doubt he remembers me driving his gorilla ass home, dodging the fuzz.
Well, VNC Records is almost up and running. My room is now a recording studio for anyone who wants to lay some tracks down. The price: I own your soul. If you souless, then your first born will be accepted...
GOO GOO FACE ANAL FETUS.
"...they took me there again, but this time it was different. They left the bag on my head the whole time. It smelled like urine like always. They asked me the same questions that they've asked me every day for the past 2 weeks, but I didnt break.They took off the bag. They slapped me with a dead fish and shoved tin foil in my mouth and forced me to chew. I spit the blood in their face, though I could barley see what I was spitting at. My eyes couldn't focus. "Your lying will only get deeper. You'll never get out of here." "FUCK YOU!" I screamed..."
Tune in next time when they shove glass in my eurethra!
Shalom Lucas.
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| Cursed are the wretched souls of HELL! |
[12 May 2004|08:50pm] |
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Children of Bodam-"Hate Crew Deathroll" |
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Sitting here on my throne,
I hear the distant screams of those whos souls
I have tortured.
You gave me the power and incentive to enslave your bleeding heart,
on which now I feast.
...hahaha, I love writing fake gothic poems.
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