| I didn't say no takebacks! |
[Jun. 7th, 2009|01:37 am] |
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I love breaking bad. Mushrooms take 2, albeit blissfully enlightening ended the same as the first time, which sucked. High school is pretty much over, being near friendless this year did have one perk, no attachment = fuck you everyone. I'm writing fake complaint letters to get free $$ online, skirrrrrr |
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[May. 13th, 2009|08:17 pm] |
I love katie, look how cute she is when she eats pizza;
faaaaa$$$$$$$$$t |
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| confessions of an LJ drama queen; |
[May. 13th, 2009|07:49 pm] |
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Lately I try so hard not to feel nostalgic. I feel like if I do i'll break or something. High school was such a shitty place. It's going to be weird not seeing those people (lessers) anymore. My peer group is dissipating and changing into something less diverse, more focused. It's just weird. Feeling hurts. |
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| bye LJ |
[Apr. 23rd, 2009|11:20 pm] |
Morning bright, rise.
Go over your lines.
Iron your carefully crafted disguise.
We'd all like to sing.
It's easy to sigh; to sprinkle a handful of plausible lies.
Our buildings will rise,
poke out our own eyes.
Publicly smile and privately frown.
A weeping reprise.
Please hear my cries;
I'd like to pull just this one building down.
So turn off the sky.
Head in my hands.
Night keep me warm.
White window-sill.
Blinded by heart.
Cut my hair short.
"Eyeless in Gaza with the slaves at the mill."
my LJ entries are all trite and anti-productive. I just DGAF dyude. I have a hard time telling others what's on my mind or being openly intimate on a website, so when I get frustrated i push the breaking point and make over-the-top entries about something sad or another, which furthers the self loathing. I just wanna live n shit. Bye LJ, give me a hug or something. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|07:26 pm] |
thanks glenn.
PS
life is awful |
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| FUCK YEAH |
[Mar. 10th, 2009|10:50 pm] |
Having computer speakers finally feels soooooo right. Smiley Smile is such a fucking awesome album right now. I feel like a million bucks with surround sound. And in comparision, my own music sounds tinny and shitty, but that's okay because I can WATCH VIDEOS ON YOUTUBE AND SHIT!!!!!! God this week has been weird. It's easy living from day to day because I feel like none of it is real. For school at instance; "these can't be my peers, these can't be real people". Maybe there's going to be some half thought out ass twist and i'm really the stupid one. I hope this weekend is nice. I might do mushrooms. The weather certainly seems to allow it.
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| new march resolution |
[Mar. 3rd, 2009|10:44 pm] |
stop whining on LJ
Here's the podcasts I've been listening to.
+This American Life
+Scene/Unseen
+NOVA Vodcast
+The Best Show on WMFU
+5-4-3-2 FUN!!!
+Stuff You Should Know
+Ricky Gervais
+I Love Movies
+Best of Current TV (sometimes it is awful, which makes it worthy)
+The Moth
+Savage Love
The prospect of moving out next year is baffling. |
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| LJ friends; |
[Mar. 1st, 2009|12:37 am] |
here's some shit. The room is spinning. hope you like it.
WT / RA split
www.mediafire.com/download.php
thanks. PS I'm probably going to delete this journal tonight and make a new one. I have shit and bad times to hide. rock on.
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| pppfffft |
[Feb. 15th, 2009|11:59 pm] |
i remember her saying, "this whole world is a waste of my time." and all i could say is, "i wish i had something to say."
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| ho hum |
[Feb. 11th, 2009|11:45 pm] |
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fart noise |
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| god damn |
[Feb. 10th, 2009|01:54 pm] |
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view from the bay is the funniest show on tv. fuck a 30 rocker. |
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[Feb. 9th, 2009|11:58 pm] |
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Day to day is easy because everything feels cheap and thin. This is where i talk about the newest self improvement ideal im going to use to make everything better. lame. things aren't bad, they're just lonely. |
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| ATTN BAY AREA PEOPLE |
[Jan. 9th, 2009|02:25 pm] |
meet me at blow up tonight. I have never been to a club before and I'm going tonight. Prokaryotes and whatever her room-mates name is will be there too. PLEASE!!!!!
yeahuh!!!
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[Jan. 5th, 2009|01:37 am] |
My new years resolutions are to document things more, be more creative, smoke less weed (errrrrr), have more fun, and to use the computer more, sleep more, love more.
In another thought, I spend all my time thinking about what I believe in. And I don't know. I could be doing so much more. Maybe next year I really will get a taste of life or something, but I can't help but think it'll just be a separate entity of my current way of doing things. But ultimately, the future could not be more exciting. Hearing people talk about their grandeur life goals gives me so much hope. I want to be a source of hope.
and, weirdly enough, all music that is new to me sucks. I'm sticking with what I know. Ironically enough.
paradoxin n shit. Im hungry! |
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[Dec. 4th, 2008|01:24 am] |
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Everything is sliding down the slope. Wine is turned to water to grape juice. Now even you can't stand me. This fucking sucks. I don't think i'm a bad guy, and I don't think you're a bad girl. We're on separate planes, and it's hurts so bad. |
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| fuck everything |
[Dec. 3rd, 2008|11:15 pm] |
I got jumped two years ago today. What a great week.
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| December 1st |
[Dec. 1st, 2008|08:20 am] |
Were putting Lola down today. While I was in San Diego I met four dogs, two of them were dogs of family members, while the other two were tied up on a street corner. None of these dogs licked me. Last night I went to go see Lola and I don't think she recognized me, she didn't lick me like the dogs in San Diego, she turned her head away when I put my hand by her mouth just like they did. She started to wag her tail and look up every once and while. I kissed her between the eyes, she can't even stand up. Her bones show through her skin like she has no muscle at all. I don't think she is in pain but her body is giving up. I hope she knows how much I love her. And I hope her sister is ok without her.
RIP
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| today |
[Sep. 7th, 2008|11:26 pm] |
was slow and boring, but easy. THE SANTA CRUS FLEA MARKET IS BALLER SHIT NO LIE\
LOOT;
*Wu tang forever 2-tape set
*Smiths, NOFX, Dag Nasty tapes
*Kurt V books
*Rainbow karate belt
*FUCKING SICK STICKERS FROM 1987 (about 60)
*Superstar BOX of trading cards (60s-90s pop artists) about 100 PACKS of cards
*teeny tiny tupperware (trees)
etc, etc, etc
I WANT TO BELIEVE |
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| mantra |
[Sep. 7th, 2008|01:32 am] |
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Repitition in boreing a fucking hole in my head. I thought it enough for the both of us and now you think it too. I don't hate my heart but i hate the blood in it. I hate my chemicals, whats pure is tarnished by what I don't have. I wish I hated myself, that would be a far easier scapegoat. Lame mans terms would suggest otherwise. Is contentment an extravagence? fuck life, easier said than done. |
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[Aug. 4th, 2008|02:45 pm] |
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Creativity is a bust. Me and my non-existent friends are snowballing down dead grass. I spend half of my time wishing I was dead and the other half with you. I'm coasting at best, a slight slope that's too gray to write or talk about. Medians upon medians, every map is full and every place explored, every bike ride and every song is empty. The lack of extremes is too extreme for me. I need a friend. |
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