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[Dec. 10th, 2005|05:09 am] |
it should really be some sort of illegal to have to be up at this hour....
FOR THE DENTIST.
pfft.
Wisdom tooth getting pulled this morning.
way looking forward to that.
pfft.
ha.
love you guys
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[Sep. 20th, 2005|07:24 am] |
So like, Myspace isn't working.
So, I'll write here I guess.
Crazy weather started yesterday. During the day there were orange clouds, like orange, like real toxic looking clouds and shit. The sunset clouds were amazing. There were TWO rainbows. This visual stuck me enough to call Khadiiiiiiiiiiiija.
Later on....
Raining. And thundering, and lightning-ing like crazy hardcore.
SUPER BADASS.
and these weren't and pussy thunders, or lightning...they were fuckin huge and shit. I fuckin love it man.
Went to sleep listening to it.
Woke up to it.
Went back to sleep listening to it..
woke up again hearing it.
GUH-REAT.
:)
Hope it stays like this for a whlie. I doubt it..but it'd be nice.
So I've got like...10 minutes to write...
Things have really been getting me easily irritated lately.
Like....
Immature wee little youngins..which can apply to many things...And it does...
Pfft.
My foot is fucked.
Work will be fun on it.
eeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmm,
yeah.
I can't think right now. |
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[Sep. 8th, 2005|07:21 am] |
Awww, lookit the 16 year old throwin around big bad words
hopemakills: yeah bitch why didnt you say shit to be punkass bitch
Auto response from oeooh KillerTofu: fuckers.
<3's to jessssssfaciepoodlypie
hopemakills: ill fuckin startg shit with you if youd like where your house my house wherever bitch ill fuck your fatass up
hopemakills: oh so tomorrow when i show up to your house or wherever i can find you dont fuckin say i didnt warn you fat bitch
hopemakills signed off at 7:04:43 PM.
hopemakills signed on at 7:06:01 PM.
hopemakills: oh yeah and try to get your lil gang on me because i have have a bigger one fuckin piussy ass bitch
hopemakills: fuckin now what do you have to say
hopemakills: nothin thats right cause your a lil scared bitch
hopemakills: dont try talking shit to me cause youll go down
hopemakills: watch your fuckin back hannah im not even jocking this time
hopemakills: *joking
hopemakills signed off at 7:27:51 PM.
hopemakills signed on at 8:48:09 PM.
hopemakills: werte fuckers your a pussy
and ANNNNNNNNND!
SO YOU GUYS SAY YOU WONT FUCK WITH ME BECAUSE OF MY AGE WELL THATS BULLSHIT NEXT TIME I FUCKIN SEE YOU GUYS IM NOT HOLDING BACK YOU PUSSY ASS BITCHES YOU GUYS NOE WHO YOU ARE KARLA AND HANNAH MOSTLY HANNAH THAT SHIT TALKING BITCH SHE WANTS TO FUCKIN TRY TO TALK SHIT ON AIM FUCKING BACK YOUR SHIT UP WHEN I FUCKIN TALK TO YOU BACK ALL THE BITCH CAN DO IS CALL US FUCKERS "O.M.G" WOW MAN HANNAH THAT HURTS MAYBE IT WILL HURT WHEN I SMASH YOUR UGLY FUCKIN FACE ON THE FLOOR BITCH AND YEAH IM NOT JUST TALKING SHIT ILL BACK IT UP FUCKIN TRY TO COME AT ME AND LIKE I SAID TRY TO GET YOUR LIL GANG ON ME ILL FUCK YOUR SHIT UP BITCHES SOI THERE NOW YOU HAVE A REASON TO TRY TO FIGHT CAUSE TRUST ME IM READY DONT BE A PUSSY BACK YOUR SHIT UP BITCH
Haha.
all this shit is fucking making me laugh.
I mena, it's total bullshit and all...but come on.
LOL! |
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[Aug. 26th, 2005|07:43 am] |
I like to get input on my writings....
Mysterious numbers dwindle lower and lower into extinction.
Emotions are fought so hard not to let them out.
Sooner or later they will rise to the top,
overflowing your head - drowning it in subconscious thoughts,
dying to escape to be known.
The stars shone for us.
A lesson learned.
Stars are dimmer,
yet happier than they have been before.
Nothing knowingness is a fine place to be.
Expect the unexpected.
Prepare to be shocked.
If you go looking for something, it will never be found.
Patience is absolute key.
It does nothing to think of what could be.
Don't have your dreams fly too far up into the clouds.
Countless sleepless nights,
wasted hours not being able to go to sleep.
Not being able to clear my thoughts of everything aobut you.
Now it is done.
My dreams don't have a face anymore.
Once again, my heart shatters further into dust,
only to be blown away by more thoughtless souls
Not to be disturbed.
Not to have your life interrupted by anything, or anyone you could possibly care about.
I just give up sometimes.
Is anything really worth having these feelings over?
Will this patience last?
Will I ever be able to breathe easily,
without anything to worry about,
without anything to cry over?
Just let me breathe easy,
knowing that there is someone out there breathing easily for me. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2005|08:22 pm] |
daaaaaaaaaaaang
good ol goatse |
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[Jul. 22nd, 2005|07:01 am] |
so my birthday...
it's july 22 |
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[Jul. 19th, 2005|12:56 pm] |
man....
i really hate when i feel like shit and i can't put my finger on what it is. Y'know?
im not working this morning. but i go in at 3. interesting huh?
um um.
yeah.
im bored as a motherfucker.
every movie in this house i have watched....
nothing is on tv.
no one to talk to.
ha. Yep.
i really wanna cut my hair before friday. ubt it's not gonna happen. unless someone wants to give me 50 bucks? anyone?
my pops caught me smoking yesterday. that was great. i thought he was gona smack me or something...i was scurrred.
suprisingly enough, he didn't even yell at me.
i wanna go to the beach so effing bad.
i haven't been in like...forever.
I miss the nights just sitting there watching the sky and the waves while everyone else was talking.
good times.
I find i am most content when i am by myself.
enjoying a decent view.
or feeling the cold air breeze past me...
im totally a night person. mhmm.
that's when everything is at it's most prettiest.
i wanna paint, but i don't want to prep or clean up. haha. right.
watercolors are my friend..i haven't done anything artsy fartsy in a while.
i mean i've written puh-lenty.
dang.
my sketch book is like..full of writings almost.
egh.i really need...i dont need..
i really WANT something new in my life.
seriously...everyday is the fucking same old bull shite.
work.
see if im going out...(right)
sleep.
that's my day. everyday.
Maybe not the weekend.
on the weekends im home on my ass doing nothing.
suuuuuucks.
i miss this guy...
gosh erik.
if i had a car, believe me, I'd be with you a whole hell of a lot more often...
bummer.
* sigh X core *
alright.
Imma shower.
and get ready..
no need to look pretty today.
no one there to look decent for. |
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