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[07 Dec 2004|12:12pm]
[ mood | dirty ]

what a waste of time.

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The Black & White Scheme Of Things [03 Dec 2004|03:24am]
[ mood | insane ]


oh my god, i just realized how fucked up that is.


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I Used To Be A Mambo Dancer For The FBI... [02 Dec 2004|11:16pm]
[ mood | uncomfortable ]

why cant the people i want to be around, actually be around?
my hands smell like play dough, ehh. i hate waiting by the phone like a fucking moron. its degrading. my nerves are going insane.

suck a dink

edit: also, i was abruptly awoken by this insane scratching and banging on my window at 3:00 this morning. i thought it was a burgular trying to break in and it scared the shit outta me. then it stopped and i proceeded to roll over and go back to sleep. but, it turns out it wasnt a burgular at all, it was Chris, in need of a place to escape the fridged outside cuz his car was the victim of a bb gun drive-by so the windshield got shattered. its so bad, but so fucking hilarious.

quincy is retarded.

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Hot Dogs For Breakfast Are A Bad Idea [02 Dec 2004|12:27pm]
[ mood | die ]

major accident is love
brought to you by the isLove Generator

i had a dream about the staircases in St. Mary's. it was extreme. im running outta clean clothes, so i guess i should do laundry soon... and finish sewing up these skirts.

peace niggs
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"Im Sorry, Your Just So Fucking Goregous" [01 Dec 2004|04:22pm]
[ mood | whiskey guts... gaaah ]

punks and tazer guns are a bad combination, but in a good way. i broke my nose or something of that nature last night. which is just my luck. it kills. some annoying bitch had a camcorder jammed in my face the entire night& i wanted to knock her lights out like whoa.
i need to go back to bed cuz my throat is burning with pukey acid crap & i feel like i shouldnt be alive.

im gunna call Seth.

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"Why Dont You Wear Your Penis Pants?..." [30 Nov 2004|10:09am]
[ mood | agro ]

BLITZ tonight. i hope my eyebrows dont come off. whatever, everythings been such a drag... speaking of which,time for a cigarette.

She's Dead Fuckin' Meat.

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Dreams Of Zombies With Dinosaur Feet [29 Nov 2004|07:27am]
[ mood | rescue me ]

Lying tongues drip the same old slime. finished studding the back of my jacket... finally

blue kool-aid and hot pockets would complete me.

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[28 Nov 2004|05:41am]
[ mood | stomach in knots ]

turn it up, get it off the ground
we're taking off at the speed of sound
wind it tight and the valves burn bright
push it on into overdrive
ooh i need it, got to feel it,
better believe it
speed kills
yeah, i love you
got to have you
baby your my powerdrill

i met a boy. got drunk. passed out in his arms.

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I Like It Better When It Hurts [26 Nov 2004|07:20am]
[ mood | anxious ]

'partay' tonight with Frankie Beers & other people ive never met. hopefully plans wont fall through again. meh. i want a gym membership to the Quincy Fitness Club more than anything in the world.
i miss my trans-sexual uncle.

does anyone know when BLITZ is playing so i can fuckin' go? thanx.

Adicts in Providence R.I. on the 29th.
no transportation. wicked gay. whatever.

need coffee.

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"He Dresses Like Hes Still Got A Paper Route!" [25 Nov 2004|02:24pm]
[ mood | whatever ]

all i want to do to sleep for 40 years... but only after Full House.

i need cigarettes & some rossi

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