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[20 Jul 2005|08:36pm] |
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fucking dead |
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music |
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garillaz (spelling ?) |
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i just need to say that people are really ridiculous... our whole existence to pointless... you probably dont care... because i can tell you i dont... but i could really go for shanking someone... haha... ok later
ps if you dont know what shanking is it is that act of stabbing someone multiple times...
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[19 Jul 2005|10:18am] |
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no sleep... no food... all fun |
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music |
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smashing pumpkins |
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so anyway there is this plot line of these friends... i have it scripted in my brain... it involves the cycle of people and how they bring the same shit to themselves... but in a different time and different place... you know the deal... you know what never mind... that would take to much effort...
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| me at 11 at night |
[18 Jul 2005|10:47pm] |
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productive |
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my bloody valentine |
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now there comes a time to let your self go and find who is trapped in a leech infested swamp... drown all thoughts let yourself be drained of all that is now... and maybe just maybe you will wake the next morning with the worse sight of the day... and by the end of that day you will see its not as bad as you thought it was going to be... but if you wake looking forward to this day you will only drown in the darkness that follows your (and mine) pathetic life... which we repeat for 356 days of the year and over 50 years of our lives... does it not sound good to wake the next morning now... i love being negative... it is all good... bye...
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| nothing |
[03 Jul 2005|04:24pm] |
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lonely |
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sublime |
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im lost and loving it... i need friends... or maybe i need someone to think im their friend.. so i can mess with their mind... yes... that sounds more like it... mmmmm...
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[21 Jun 2005|05:22pm] |
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cynical |
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So this one of the internets web sites intersts people live to consume... it's not that great... or maybe it's beyound a greatness that I'm blind to its existence...
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