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[live_til_ya_die]

my mom talked to me today about how worried she is about my life choices... her and a friend figured out myspace and decided to listen to army of kashyyyk. first we discussed the lyrics, and how she wished i made music that was more rewarding, and not so depressing. "no wonder you drink so much, you play music about how bad things are, isn't there

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[ifandonlyif]

she understood the lyrics?
and at least she sounds like she cares a lot.

[deathsexparty]

Why did it take so long? To figure out what went wrong?

[____oh_captain]

hahah that is how my mom feels when she sees pictures come up on my screensaver. i never have a legit answer.

or like in 2005 when there were weiners flying everywhere and i'd use my dad's laptop to upload them before going back to philly and then he found a picture of me and sarah with our tongues out next to ryans dick...yeah...no response.

[mugwye1]

damn, that sucks. those conversations never go well. I've had my parents visit my website in the past. The consequences were excruciating... parents--and i guess most people--don't understand the wave of depression that has swept our generation... shit, i don't really understand it either. I can rationalize it, but if you haven't experienced it, you really just don't fucking get it... like, why don't you just cover "i wanna hold your hand"? Can't you express yourself that way? After all the shit my family learned from my depression, my mom still had the nerve to say something like "Simon, sometimes you have to force yourself to smile and go through the motions." Fuck you.

seriously, though... why would you duct tape your ball hair?