this is the very last time i will ever update this journal. i started a new journal. www.livejournal.com/users/slowandviolent . go there to talk shit on me . thanks.

xoxo. christ.

" cant you see that im alive ( Read more... )

put in a lot of job applications today. i better get some fucking phone calls.

friday, sign up for my GED. bitches.

im finally get my life under control. sooo fucking stoked.

vsd?? i called you, you said youd call back. thanks.

because im sick of my mom and dad giving me crazy amounts of shit, because im sick of not being able to buy cigarettes, herb, beer, shit for my band, because im sick of thinking of myslef as a failure. tomorrow im going out and getting a fucking job. i bet money when i get home i will have been hired somewhere. i hung out with shaun d today. ( Read more... )

fuck everyone who reads this. you dont care anyways ( Read more... )

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fuck. fuck. fuck.

i hate being sad.
i hate being alone.
i wish you cared about me at least half as much as i care about you.
i wish you were more than just a screen name.

nothing will ever be ok. i will never be happy. i fucking know it.

(i dont know how things really are, i know how things seem. i know i see it. i hate my view)

your fingertips speak to me at night. i could write a novel with the letters ive never sent. guts will spill, and i will grip this pen tighter then a noose. necks break.  can you feel me breathing? are you listening? im talking to you.

xoxo.

i have seriously become fascinated with serial killing. what causes a human to want to kill more than one innocent individual..

i am fucking stressed out. i need conversation, and coffee. and maybe some companionship. and to get my band the fuck out of this awful city.

how about this. tell me what you really really dislike about me. and be

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