Hawthorne Heights can black my eyes!
I am awesome. I am sweet. I am tuff.
Last night I snuck out and went to Lexi's house at like 1 in the morning. It was so tuffXcore I should probably shoot myself.
Hmm.. I saw The Longest Yard. Lots of niggerly references and the Colonel Sanders guy was absolutely amazing. It ended up being alot more serious than I thought it would've been cuz Adam Sandler is the star and everything, but it was more of a drama than a comedy. Nevertheless, it was still pretty good. Dang, Nate like left in the middle of the movie and totally ran to United Arab Emirates. Then I saw Jason and Brice and Hannah and Maurie at the Slabber and I totally broke my face slipping around while Jason made me sniff his rectum. It was horrible. It was great.
Jason came over yesterday and we did drugs and old octupuses (or is it octupii?). Then J Moore, Geoff, and Dave Bar totally randomly showed up at my house and we ended up recording some Cole Sore. Jason screamed into the pickup on a horribly tuned 3 string bass with nasty distortion on it while I screamed lyrics from a paper airpline book. And Ross beat the coffins. Then my dad took me home made me eat ancient works of Thai poetry.
If you would like to bash my anus with Jim Belushi or go somewhere tomorrow, call my new cell 368-2107. (old plan sucked)
Ah, weenerlip. I'm leaving on Sunday and getting back for like one day, then leaving for LSU, then staying for like a week and then leaving again for North Florida with no friends where all the kids will think I'm a faggot because. I love you.
Summer is lame. Someone commit my suicide for me so you will get arrested and meet a lady named Promptious.
Because I feel for the talking, typing birds of North America, as maligned by Jefferson Robbins in an effort to publish a copy of his inquisitions through a series of mime movements in performance with Differential Equations,
The Cranberry Inside Us All
PS:
Last night I snuck out and went to Lexi's house at like 1 in the morning. It was so tuffXcore I should probably shoot myself.
Hmm.. I saw The Longest Yard. Lots of niggerly references and the Colonel Sanders guy was absolutely amazing. It ended up being alot more serious than I thought it would've been cuz Adam Sandler is the star and everything, but it was more of a drama than a comedy. Nevertheless, it was still pretty good. Dang, Nate like left in the middle of the movie and totally ran to United Arab Emirates. Then I saw Jason and Brice and Hannah and Maurie at the Slabber and I totally broke my face slipping around while Jason made me sniff his rectum. It was horrible. It was great.
Jason came over yesterday and we did drugs and old octupuses (or is it octupii?). Then J Moore, Geoff, and Dave Bar totally randomly showed up at my house and we ended up recording some Cole Sore. Jason screamed into the pickup on a horribly tuned 3 string bass with nasty distortion on it while I screamed lyrics from a paper airpline book. And Ross beat the coffins. Then my dad took me home made me eat ancient works of Thai poetry.
If you would like to bash my anus with Jim Belushi or go somewhere tomorrow, call my new cell 368-2107. (old plan sucked)
Ah, weenerlip. I'm leaving on Sunday and getting back for like one day, then leaving for LSU, then staying for like a week and then leaving again for North Florida with no friends where all the kids will think I'm a faggot because. I love you.
Summer is lame. Someone commit my suicide for me so you will get arrested and meet a lady named Promptious.
Because I feel for the talking, typing birds of North America, as maligned by Jefferson Robbins in an effort to publish a copy of his inquisitions through a series of mime movements in performance with Differential Equations,
The Cranberry Inside Us All
PS: