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[07 Oct 2005|02:26pm] |
If you read this, even if we do not speak often,
Comment with one memory of me.
It can be anything you want, good or bad.
Just as long as it happened.
Then post this on your livejournal to see what other people remember about you.
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[02 Aug 2005|08:12pm] |
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ok so today i was walking down the street and there was this little girl with a lemonade stand. i invited her over my house for cookies and milk. i raped her, now shes dead in my closet. the end.
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[21 Apr 2005|12:26am] |
i get ungrounded friday.
this calls for a blunt. who wants to smoke one?
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[12 Mar 2005|01:17pm] |
SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY (the 13th)
at the token lounge come see forgotten future live.
also come see me talk mad shit on shitty bands.
also come see me get in a huge fight with people form other bands.
get there at about 530 to watch me talk mad shit on the worst band in the world, kubricks message.
get there at 6 to see forgotten future play.
7 bucks
joy road between inkster and middlebelt
if you need a lift let me know ill get you there. unless i hate you, then you are on your own.
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[25 Feb 2005|01:24am] |
heh. head left korn because "he found god"
he probably killed a hooker and is hiding in mexico.
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[22 Jan 2005|07:50pm] |
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im bored.
so its lj update, time.
people are fucking stupid. it would cool to be a cat. or a genie.
if i was a genie i would have the satisfaction that i was making a difference in someones life.
being single is starting to suck. anyone need an asshole boyfriend?
im good at cheering you up then knocking you right back down, if you're into that sort of thing.
i suck in bed, probably.
my cock is small, for sure.
and im self centered.
still interested, didnt think so.
if for some reason you are, quit being a pussy and say something to me.
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[22 Jan 2005|01:59am] |
stick your hands up in the air bitch.
now bend over and take my cock.
you like that? good.
shut the fuck up bitch and start suckin your shit off my cock.
you're a dirty little whore arent you.
gime that knife.
shut the fuck up and quit screaming.
i dont care if it hurts, shut up or ill kill you.
now eat your fucking nipple before i cut the other one off.
quit crying bitch.
now bend over my cock is hard again.
i dont give a shit if you're bleeding, i told you if you dont shutup im going to kill you.
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[14 Jan 2005|01:33pm] |
watched monty python in school today, was nice.
i left at lunch, was nice.
i saw the sun, was nice.
life is nice.
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[11 Jan 2005|10:58pm] |
to the anonymous ignorant twat that replied ot my last entry.
i dont even care who you are.
but i want to express to you that it is your hatred ignorance and closemindedness that is slowly brining this world to its demise.
what kind of world is it we live in that asshats like you feel that being a jerkoff is warranted.
while it is difficult to defend myself in the fucking weirdo area, all i have to say is that probably do not know me outside ofschool, so all you see is me screamign abotu crack. there is more to a peson than what they do for 7 hours in a place they despise.
as far as megan is concerned. she isnt a stuck up prep, i may not know her as well as i know myself, but i know that she is not simply a stuck-up prep, but i do admit, before i got to know her it seemed that way. but since then i have lost my ignorance, and i know that she is an absolutely amazing person, and if only half of what she says is true then it tells me you are a huge moron.
so either let me know who you are and maybe we could talk this out in a civilized manner, or you can remain an ignorant stranger and fuck off.
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[11 Jan 2005|03:17pm] |
first off, im sorry for posting twice, but i feel the need to try and help you all today.
if you read any one of my entries, i want it to be this one.
for me, judgement occurs both ways on a daily basis.
i want you to judge me, wether you know me or not, because it is this judgement that will help you to become a better person.
a year ago the most amzing girl ever came into my life, i didnt know it then, but i do now.
it was a new semester with new teachers, and in english we got put into
assigned seats, so i ended up next to a cheerleader, a total stranger,
we had both passed judgement on each other, i gave her the prep stuckup
stereotype, we all know which one im talking about. and she gave me the
weird ass crazy kid sterotype which i so often recieve, if you know me
you understand. so every day we would come in sit down, and she would
scoot her chair as far away from mine as possible, i did the same
simplebecause it would have been rude to do otherwise. but over that
semester we eventually stareted giving each other the fake polite
pleasantries that we grow accustomed to. the things started to change,
we began to talk and get to know each other, and by the end of the
semester we both had completely change our view of the other. i now
realise that she is not a stuck up prep, and she realized that im not
just a fucking weirdo. she is absolutelyamazing, she has taught me so
much in so short a time, and i only hope i have done the same for her.
yea, it soudns like some stupid inspirational speaker speech/sob story, but its true, even that sounds cliche.
it is these changes in judgement that cause one to open thier eyes and begin the process of freeing one's mind.
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[11 Jan 2005|02:56pm] |
today was good for once i guess, nothing really exciting happened.
finals next week. finals are awesome. they keep me from failing, most of the time, grades are actually decent this time. except for math, but that bitch can fuck off.
every day i wake up from my three or four hours of sleep and realize how insane it is to be alive.
i feel like i can relate to psychopaths, i think i understand why they do what they do.
i feel it is necessary for individuals to kill people for no reason, but it is when the individual turns into the group that killing goes from an act of necessity in the circle of life to inhumane slaughter and cruelty.
far too many people value life far too much. to me it doesnt matter how or when someone dies, it matters how they lived thier life.
i dont think i will ever be able to truly understand grief, mourning and loss. right now i feel that whenn my mother, or anyoen close to me for that matter, dies i wont feel the sadness others do, but since i am a stranger to loss, i may just be talking out of my ass. time will tell.
it is time that i hold dear to my heart, and time alone, i only have so much, we all have an expiration date, and one day this world will take us from the fridge and put us in the trash.
fuck this. i think to much.
do this, live happily, for yourself, for me and those around you.
and free your mind.
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| one word. niggar. |
[10 Jan 2005|10:38pm] |
if you have a problem with me, do something.
if you dont. then dont be a cunt.
im not violent, i just like to hurt people, its a sick and complicated game i play, if you dont like it, dont roll the fucking dice.
all bets are off, my life is going to be moving upward now.
for my own lack of linguistic skill, i borrow the words of one of my idols, trent.
"nothing can stop me now, cuz i dont care anymore."
so step the fuck off, dont step on my goddamn shoelaces, or i will rip your fucking head off, you stupid nigger.
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[06 Jan 2005|09:11pm] |
i want to make a post, but theres so many thoughts, its hard to put them into words.
the only words that come to mind are..
i hate niggers
but that does not correctly portray how i am feeling at the moment. i dont think that there are wsords to describe how i feel.
more later when i can think better.
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[04 Jan 2005|11:33pm] |
baaaaaa. that is the sound of a sheep.
a sheep is the only thing that i can say i hate and still feel comfortable with myself.
for those morons out there, i know a few, im not talking about a real sheep, its a metaphor.
while we maay not know, nor is there proof that one exsits, but we may/may not be here for a reason, but no matter what the truth is, we all have one thing to call our own, and that is our mind.
a whore can sell her body for all the cash and crack she wants, but when she goes to bed at night, she has her own dreams, and her own thoughts inside her head.
it is when we let the minds of other penetrate, disease and corrupt our own that we lose our humanity and become nothing but a sack of flesh blood and feces.
so everyone. do me a favor. use your fuckign brain, think for your damn self.
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[02 Jan 2005|10:21pm] |
true. it is the begining of a new year, but each and every day is the begining of a new day.
a year is simply a way of couting off days, like putting a slah across four tally marks. the year simplifies things for most people, but for me, it complicates things.
with each passing day we are one step farther from the begining and one closer to the end, no matter what type of beliefs you have, although, there may be exceptions that i am unaware of. with this in mind, throw away all of those petty new years resolutions, dont make it a goal for the year, make it a goal for each and every day of your life.
please, dont get caught up in petty problems, stick to the important things, whatever they may be for you. Listen to your heart, but dont let your heart close your mind, free your mind. Listen to those around you, notice thing you have never noticed before, try to look at the world through a child's eyes, because each day is different than the day before it. granted, routines such as school and work make them lur together, it is your duty to keep them distinct and seperate from one another.
after my 5,979 days of living in this planet, i think that one of the most important thigns i have learned is that beauty, friendship and happiness can be found in the most unexpected places, but hatred and pain can also be found in unexpected places.
to me, each day is about trying to keep hatred out of my life, i know i say i hate niggers, but honestly, its just what i do to entertain myself.
each day is about keeping my mind free and open, i try my best each day not to pass judgement without really knowing about whats going on.
each day is about trying decrease my ignorance, every day is about learning and absorbing something new.
so do yourself a favor. don't be an ignorant close-minded hate monger.
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[22 Nov 2004|09:33pm] |
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how would you like to have a dreadlock named after you?
soon, i am going to be putting my hair into dreadlocks, but to do it right and have them look real nice i need shit for my hair.
if you doante to zak's phatty dread phund you will have a dread lock(or maybe more) named after you. each individual dreadlock will be cared for on a daily basis, and you will be able to watch them grow over time to become full phatty dreadlocks.
but without donations for the supplies required, my phatty locks will never see the light of day.
please help me.
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[08 Nov 2004|05:49am] |
join my community ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) crack_r_us .
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[05 Nov 2004|05:06pm] |
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ok.; so slayer is tomorrow.
would anyone like to make any contributuions to the let zak get the fuck beat out of him at slayer fund. please please please, i need to go to slayer. and im short on cash. give or loan me monies so i can go.
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[08 Sep 2004|10:21pm] |
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FORGOTTEN FUTURE
SEPTEMBER 19TH
TOKEN LOUNGE
ask me if you want more info. if im away just leave a message and ill let you know.
if ou cant find a ride to the show, let me know, ill get you there.
it only costs 7 bucks.
FORGOTTEN FUTURE
SEPTEMBER 19TH
TOKEN LOUNGE
ask me if you want more info. if im away just leave a message and ill let you know.
if ou cant find a ride to the show, let me know, ill get you there.
it only costs 7 bucks.
FORGOTTEN FUTURE
SEPTEMBER 19TH
TOKEN LOUNGE
ask me if you want more info. if im away just leave a message and ill let you know.
if ou cant find a ride to the show, let me know, ill get you there.
it only costs 7 bucks.
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