Wednesday, August 4, 2004

well i'm postind it here
This is just something I got in one of my emo vision dazes at 1:45am

Morning light breaks thru the cracks in the blinds and an alarm goes off. Its 7:30am and Jeff is already awake. He slams his fist on to the button to shut off the beeping. Up and down the inside of his left arm there are scratches and cuts. Realizing this obvious mark he reached for his pink and black striped arm warmer and slid it on covering his wounds. He picks himself off the floor and staggers to stand up. Gaining his balance he walks out of his room into the kitchen where his mother is already up and making breakfast.
“Would you like some breakfast honey?” she asks
“No…I’m not hungry” Jeff replies
“You need to eat dear…anyways here take this” she says giving him and anti-depressant
Jeff moves into the bathroom and locks the door. Standing over the toilet he leers into his hand at the pill and clenches his fist around it.
“Fucking pills. They can’t help me. Fucking pills” he says as he tightens his grip and breaks the pill in half. He then drops the pill into the toilet and flushes it away with a smirk
“heh opps …oh well no harm no foul” he then takes a shower and examines his wounds more closely. Some of the cuts reached deeper than expected and haven’t fully closed up yet. as the blood ran down the drain the stinging of the soap was starting to irritate him.
Out of the shower he examines himself in the mirror. His eyes are bloodshot from lack of sleep and he had dark bags around his eyes.
Back in his room after getting dressed he examines the floor he had sat on all night and the scene of his acts. The razorblade still sat by his chair stained with his own blood. He moves over to it picking it up and sliding it back into his pocket. Then moves back and into the closet where his work lay. In the corner of his closet is the soul of Jeff. In the closet lay a canvas. A canvas with the pain painted right on it with the blood of the artist himself. Absorbed by the bittersweet beauty of this blood stained canvas he is inspired to continue until it is finished. Not knowing until the time comes when that might happen.

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pookie ..*sniff* how could you

Your Homicidal Rampage! by crash_and_burn
Your name:
Weapon of Choice:	Your dashing good looks
Your Favorite Target:	Emo-kids
Your Kill Count:	1,701,870,351
Your Battle Cry:	"Beans."
Years You Spend in Jail:	5
How Much Money In Damages You Cause:	$277,106,941,437,467
Your Homocidal Insanity Level:: 93%
Quiz created with MemeGen!

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mwahahahaha

Your Homicidal Rampage! by crash_and_burn
Your name:
Weapon of Choice:	A fishing rod
Your Favorite Target:	High School Freshmen
Your Kill Count:	748,088,101
Your Battle Cry:	"Who let the dogs out?"
Years You Spend in Jail:	6
How Much Money In Damages You Cause:	$141,410,312,564,683
Your Homocidal Insanity Level:: 94%
Quiz created with MemeGen!

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Tuesday, August 3, 2004

i can't make it on my own, because my heart is in ohio
oh this is starting to get horrible the feeling worsens and worsens and it won't let up damn this this this is not the way it should be right now no not now i need to do something well i'm gettingout now i don't know where i'm going or what i'll do there but it will be something so let it happen and i will take the conciquences of my actions

"so cut my wrists and black my eyes,so i can fall asleep tonite,or die"
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   you are beautiful but you don't mean a think to me
it crazy how adding sugar doesn't help it just makes you feel sick bleh well here i am i am bored waiting to get in with contact people i'm not staying home all today not like yesturday its way too boring so plese people im me or call me if ya can ..that means you pookie ^^heh
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i am the cause to all your problems
hmmmmmmm actually that sounds like me wow


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Monday, August 2, 2004

these eyes there strongly covered in desguise
nothing really happening today i'm listening to all the drive-tru records bands there are all good rock on best lable ever i wanna get sighned there ....*sigh* well i'm strangly happy and full of energy today so i'm gonna like hang out with sammy and do "stuff" cuz that is all i can think of right now well till later
i send out much love
peace out friends and lovers
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Sunday, August 1, 2004

anyone will do tonite
if you stare at my avatar does it give you an eye spazam or a sezur or some thing

damn i love that avie it says so much of what i am while only saying two words
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   the most i could do was to just blamb myself
kinda ...tired.... well you'd be like this to if you hadn't slept in a while *sigh*yay haku comes home today ......satsuki left today balance ...kinda oh well if you cannot tell i haven't much to do or haven't done much today so i'm kinda just filling this with randomness.....well on the up side..or downside depends how you look at it ...the lisp is still here yeah i hope its gone by tommorow cuz i got stuff to do ...and its best if they didn't get and kind of hint to my sexuality (its mostly frowned upon by adults.....closeminded bastards) well i guess that is all i need to say doubt anyone will really read this anyways being she is in canada
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Saturday, July 31, 2004

i'm not gonna lie i have done this
emo kids bro mike

Adopt Your Own Emo Kid!

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