i am in a world of utter clutter...
utter clutter... thats all i can describe it.
nothing is going one way or the other, my emotions are a ocean of cunt love.
i just watched Dot The I. it makes me want to go around filming every1 and everything.
it makes me want to be mysterious, deseptive, crazy.
i feel like walking, just walking, to no where in particular, just walking to see where ill end up, where my feet stop.
i want to kiss someone like they'v never been kissed, make their knees buckle under them, and then slip their throat. and kiss them while their blood rushes out of their mouth.
this probably is the most fucked up thing ne1 has heard come from me but im in this weird mood of strangeness and apathy. is that even the right word?
i love making a total and utter fool out of myself in public places ive decided.
went to the mall with kuki and tablot b/c talbots going bak to FL tuesday.
but we were in the mall, in hot topic b/c i wanted to yell at the guy who made fun of me for liking the smiths, but we got in there and talbot and i say a shirt that says "keep smoking, i want to die" or sumthing and i was like HAHAHAHAHA ME TOO SWEET! .. going around commenting on all the cool trendy clothes u see every1 wearing, the trendy bags, hats, and so on and so forth, every well knowing every1 in the world are starring at the 2 stoned kids laighing and making fools out of themselves.
so my sr. grid is sent in. no going "oh shit i forgot to add..." or re-dedicating my year book to any one but the Red Line Puker"
no changing my quote "The final tally doesnt really matter, who got laid, who got caught, who got high. What matters in the end was that the bohemians took the world back in the summer of 2005"
yea. im lame.
its done.
went to Nick Miller's party with mark today. it was nice. had a nice talk with mark today too. which is always good right? ...right
there are so many things i want to say to people in this, but there is no point none at all. i can just say it to them to their face. which i will so no doubt about that.
added more to my story with Phil in it. it's comming along nicely now. so im happy about that, yes i am.
maybe ill let u read it sum day..maybe if u ask nice enuff.. well ull prob. have to read it wen u sign the release form, wen i try to publish it, woops did i just type that =)
bob called me today, i didnt answer, i dont no wat to say to him "hi, u were a cunt last time we hung out and then ignored me for a few days, cool friend wats up?"
im such a cunt, it was offical today
okay im done
bye.
leave me love in the comment form
nothing is going one way or the other, my emotions are a ocean of cunt love.
i just watched Dot The I. it makes me want to go around filming every1 and everything.
it makes me want to be mysterious, deseptive, crazy.
i feel like walking, just walking, to no where in particular, just walking to see where ill end up, where my feet stop.
i want to kiss someone like they'v never been kissed, make their knees buckle under them, and then slip their throat. and kiss them while their blood rushes out of their mouth.
this probably is the most fucked up thing ne1 has heard come from me but im in this weird mood of strangeness and apathy. is that even the right word?
i love making a total and utter fool out of myself in public places ive decided.
went to the mall with kuki and tablot b/c talbots going bak to FL tuesday.
but we were in the mall, in hot topic b/c i wanted to yell at the guy who made fun of me for liking the smiths, but we got in there and talbot and i say a shirt that says "keep smoking, i want to die" or sumthing and i was like HAHAHAHAHA ME TOO SWEET! .. going around commenting on all the cool trendy clothes u see every1 wearing, the trendy bags, hats, and so on and so forth, every well knowing every1 in the world are starring at the 2 stoned kids laighing and making fools out of themselves.
so my sr. grid is sent in. no going "oh shit i forgot to add..." or re-dedicating my year book to any one but the Red Line Puker"
no changing my quote "The final tally doesnt really matter, who got laid, who got caught, who got high. What matters in the end was that the bohemians took the world back in the summer of 2005"
yea. im lame.
its done.
went to Nick Miller's party with mark today. it was nice. had a nice talk with mark today too. which is always good right? ...right
there are so many things i want to say to people in this, but there is no point none at all. i can just say it to them to their face. which i will so no doubt about that.
added more to my story with Phil in it. it's comming along nicely now. so im happy about that, yes i am.
maybe ill let u read it sum day..maybe if u ask nice enuff.. well ull prob. have to read it wen u sign the release form, wen i try to publish it, woops did i just type that =)
bob called me today, i didnt answer, i dont no wat to say to him "hi, u were a cunt last time we hung out and then ignored me for a few days, cool friend wats up?"
im such a cunt, it was offical today
okay im done
bye.
leave me love in the comment form