thetapehiss

this is the end of my journal, thanks to anyone who reads it or used to.

( and some days you want to live and some days you don't. )

it's like when you are driving for no real reason other than to hear how that one song will sound against a rumbling engine; it's usually a little better than usual, and if there is snow on the ground, then you slip, and you don't care because you know you'll right yourself. if not now, then somewhere else down the road; the guardrails will be ( Read more... )

all right, first let me preface this entry by saying that i absolutely abhor doing things like this. every couple weeks or so, a new "blog quiz" tears through my friends page, and suddenly i know all about what billy would be like if he were the emir of yemen, or how many presents susie got for kwanzaa. i'm obviously kidding, africans don't do ( Read more... )

so he(me) has this wonderful wonderful five-page-piece-of-of-of-paper to do, and he won't he WON'T. but i mean i know i mean he knows that everyone else has to do it too. everyone else just deals with it; he does too? he has learned to hate almost everyone here just enough to be able to bear them. today i stepped on my pencil sharpener and it ( Read more... )

you make me shine.

did you know i miss you?

and if you close your eyes we will always be the way we were that night you crawled inside of me.

01. these things are really informative.
02. i have masturbated into a turtle before.
03. people don't like me because i'm a negro.
04. i wish johnny damon would rub his beard all over my grundle.
05. this is wicked gay.
06. i fooled you, homophobia is wrong!
07. i celebrate nazism.livejournal is deteriorating. i don't know if this made any ( Read more... )

i. the story of a lost boy ( Read more... )