Too much sunlight, and not enough rain.
Too much delight, and not enough pain.
Insane Insane Insane Insane Insane.

Well, i've been dealing with a new bombshell in my life, and I still haven't hit the Jack, so im damn well Happy! I'm gonna be going to work here real soon. Well I havent finished any poems thus I can't post them yet now can I! Actually...I should write a haiku right now...I think I will...this is my shit life, in haiku form ( Read more... )

Well...it seems that...ah fuck it.

I plan to write poems, and drink myself to sleep. I will post all of my poems so you can all poke and prod them. I enjoy being humiliated. Friends in BC should come done NOW, I need you guys right now. Life is shit. Monday I should have my laptop or maybe a computer so I can spew more often.

SIGH

GRRR, Why is it that if you give anyone an INCH, they use it to bite you in the ass. The minute you tell anybody of any weakness you MAY have, they totally use it to get you when you start to question ANYTHING THEY DO. Jesus fucking christ.STOP USING PEOPLES WEAKNESSES AGAINST THEM. One of my greatest lessons learned very recently is that to get ( Read more... )

I found this on my old deadjournal, I thought it was interesting. What a little punk I used to be, eh ( Read more... )

Richard ...One day, Men will look back, and say that I gave birth to the 21st century... says ( Read more... )

ڮskinuڮ "Prediction : Next terror attack in Times Square Jan 1st 2006" says ( Read more... )

Society is an organism that we twist and distort to become whatever we have to make it, in order to survive. I'm sure thats what a rapist does to a rape victim. We're all perverts.

Why is it that people pray just before they think they're going to die? Like God would forgive you for a life time of ignorance and sin just because you're going to die soon. Man I love how people work.


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Well, i've decided once again to start writing in this dilapidated storage house of thought. I was in Vancouver for a visit, I went for 2 weeks...I don't remember much, but I think it was fun, I remember faces and nostalgia and alcohol. I had an interesting thought the other day, I was walking alone for some stupid reason, probably loneliness or ( Read more... )