Tuesday, December 4, 2007

well its not a song, but its good enough god damnit!
Stranded peaches
uplifting skyscrapers and burning porches
successful moon landings notice star lit skies
abroad
cancer is munching away at my floating feet
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Thursday, November 29, 2007

Its all about the angles
How far will bartab really go?
What if you do not push to max
just to the minibrum, all the way up in Alaska.

Ghost in my shell, ghost in my pocket
garden hose monster creeps into parents bedrooms.
While their dogs are sleeping at their feet,
they never suspect that beat is not just a beat.


Sucking on ink caps
blowing out steam
Hydraulic brain freeze
I keep my clothes clean

Fresh and breezy
its never growing old
unless theres a fight with some microphone mold

Hammered little dwarfs
in my socks
Silly leopards lookin at my smock

Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Bleven
Silicone breasts are tougher than boulders
only if they're injected into your shoulders

Ghost hunters run in the woods
White babies chase them up telephone poles
The great gambino helping them down with a chainsaw key and a bar of irish spring
Leaving all the lights on in the hall
calling customer service to find my motherfucking bra
Me and customer service got together this September and had a fun time in Novemberg
Space age toilet paper hanging from trees
and why the fuck is Bambi taking all my fleas!?
Please, please, dont go very far this story is almost over now get in my car, we can drive away to place called hell and have a fun time making wicker baskets
DONE

Squiggly symbols on notes make people happy
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Friday, November 16, 2007

right winged republicans
Drowsy and Horny
spot on dustmites
hushed fuzzy words
guilty concious
stop
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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Fagots
Big ol fagots like jerrick ward just lost all his man points, what a bitch!

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ok about this post. It all started Wednesday when I still had my account signed into myotaku.com at school (the remember your password box checked) and when I got into my computer class and went to myotaku.com I noticed that there was a post that I did not post on here, something like "I've come out of the closet and I love my gay lover" something like that. Yes it was funny, but I just dont really appreciate that kinda shinanigans. The culprit also changed my avatar to this ugly fucking chick and the text said under it "who I want to become", also very funny, but I did not appreciate it. Well it took me awhile to fix everything back the way it was and blamed someone for this funny yet discontinued act of posting fraud. Blah blah blah, that is about it


I also did not have my cast removed until Monday and it felt great to have it removed. The first thing I tried to do was give a thumbs up. but that wasnt successful at first but eventually I succedded
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Wednesday, November 7, 2007

D-8, you sunk my battleship
Viewer Discretion is advised
at a time at a place
every knows one

I am, apart of myself and so am I.

Antsy integrity against infants
Pamper whiny princesses waist
Bite juicy banana joints
Question x quizzes Xander
Carry kids corpeses kindly

Marshall should go to sleep
yes, but I am not tired.
Marshall..... just go to sleep.
OK.
Thank you.
Your welcome

An awful place to be
There are beautiful white walls surrounding
All comfy and cozy no wall that is uneasy
Nothing in these white walls can hurt
except for all those buttons that strike a
right nerve. Transferring into another room
bites as gloomy.
At first it is uncomfy, cold and cornered. but as the room shrinks and the doctors start to grow. There is comfort and coziness mixing like blood and adrenaline.
Noise starts intruding as the doctors are confused
By the phenomenon on the slate table that is shrieking and scratching towards the doctors.
Her body is friction covered by the ties binding down on her. Heart racing as doctors are racing to control her. Red splatters on the doctors white coats and the hard candy like floor. More needles, more panic and more terror. Spiraled life is sinking deeper into the muckiness of death. She gasps for air, for life but the doctors push her deeper and deeper into the muck, never having a chance to rise.

Robot twister
A sudden slow interest pops into my head
It is deemed silly already by my friends
Though they forget it, I carry on
I carry on with the interest that popped into my head.
Unnoticeable, but not sneaky I start to build
As it grows in size and life, people start noticing that my interest has life
Some applaud, some shun for what I have created
Their opinions don't matter because its all in good fun
One day I notice my interest has been misplaced
I search for it, looking for something to find
Then I suddenly slowly realize I am in such a great bind
That my interest was not built, created, or constructed outside of my mind.

(Get my cast off tomorrow)
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Thursday, November 1, 2007

hah
wont be on much because I messed up the computer at home with internet. happened about a week ago.
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Thursday, October 25, 2007

so the almost near death truck wreck.
So yesterday I was just feeling terrible and depressed and angry and a whole swirly gig of emotions, but kept them in until I got on the road, which it has been raining since Wednesday non-stop. My sister and I were driving home and once we cross this one way bridge I decide to put the gas pedal down a bit harder and that is when the rear of my truck starts turning to the left and we are headed straight for a ditch as tall as my truck, but i manage somehow to turn the wheel around and get my truck pointing forward with the road and the right tires basically land on a spot where they grip and stop us from sliding. Until we get back on the road which my truck is now pointing directly towards a mailbox on the leftside and I get lucky and manage to pull to the right just in time. If a car was coming towards us we probably would have gotten into an accident. It was fun and hazardous, but I didnt tell my sister that, I just asked if she was alright and she was. Didnt tell my parents and Audrey knew not to tell either. So yeah.
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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Again I almost....
wrecked my truck, into a ditch, then almost into a mailbox, then I got back control. Full story when we return.
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Sunday, October 21, 2007

breath simple breaths.
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Wednesday, October 17, 2007

fuck off
I have to control my anger, not like Josh, Kenny, Zach, or John. No they let there anger go whenever they like and do not care and just smash, yell, scream, and insult
because they cannot get they're fucking way and cannot get what they want. Boohoo! Suck it up bitches, suck it up.

I am almost always depressed, the only time when im happy is when I am asleep, dream floating above and below emptiness. I do not deny that I judge myself too harshly and put much blame on myself at times, but I always think I am responsible for peoples sadness and sorrow around me. What causes myself to be depressed or think that I am depressed is the ever growing thought that i am just a gray senseless bit of space. Everyone is more different than the same.hah, you should sound how I hear, literally sound how I hear, cause hearing causes sound to be heard.
I like to solve puzzles, not so much word puzzles, but mind-challenging puzzles.

I look in my reflection coming from my door and laugh

one of these days Ill get myself back. one of these days.....
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