[24 May 2004|07:38pm] hi, ugly tongue. 1 +

[14 May 2004|07:15am] today i want a boom box and a baseball bat. 7 +

[06 May 2004|02:52pm] GOSSIP QUEENS AND RETARDED SOCIAL BUTTERFLIES AND LAUGHING HEART MAGGOTS AND CRAP. 15 +

. [31 Jan 2004|11:40am] over and over. 3 +

. [26 Jan 2004|09:03pm] i am naught. 5 +

un. [25 Jan 2004|04:16pm] leech, elope. leech; explosion. leech; holding. dissemination. your heart, your wit, your smile, your body, your veins, your brilliance. i have found a corner in everybody i have ever met. cube, i am not. i call myself amorphous. (through the drains, through hands.) 3 +

i have certainly mentioned that i am tired. [22 Jan 2004|12:26am] i would like to devote a very large amount of my time into something that i would really enjoy doing. but, i see so many diversions, and although i know what is most important to me, there are many things that i would need to acquire to attain this something that i would like to create. time, for instance, and money. but unfortunately, money does not grow on trees because man is too greedy, and god knew that. i don't even believe in god. time is onward and these diversions are discontinuing my progress to what is most important to me; creation. creating something that will make my fingertips throw tantrums until i am old and content with what i have done with myself, knowing that it does not truly matter, either way; it wouldn't matter if i grew old wearing a suit and talking about television my entire life and waiting to die with a pocket full of money. because man only accomplishes once in life, and that is death, and the time in between is irrelevant to the soil. but, the memory of a once living corpse can plague and resuscitate hearts for many other gaps in irrelevance. 1 +

mold, well; botched. [17 Jan 2004|05:28pm] i am glad that i have met the people that i have met. i have been wearing a fuzzy, green coat lately. the sun is much too dim, and the air is much to damp. i am much too still, and long to stretch my roots further to the surface. (& oh! & oh!) vuh ahm it. 3 +

i, bloody. [15 Jan 2004|06:12pm] i cannot speak, and it's burning the largest hole inside of me. i am going to ask my gut to find a new home, because i cannot do this. and though i doubt many of you read this, i remember when everybody was a lot more sincere, to me. this is trivial, this is trivial. i want to know what i mean. 8 +

wouldn't you . [14 Jan 2004|07:51pm] I AM SO TIRED OF EATING YOUR VOMIT. OH MY GOD ISN'T THAT SO FUNNY? IT'S FUCK. it's fuck. it's fuck. it's fuck! OH MY GOD. 2 +

oh, daisy. [14 Jan 2004|12:38am] well isn't that fucking dainty! +

. [13 Jan 2004|12:12am] i wrote and it felt very good. 1 +

;;; [04 Jan 2004|11:54pm] i love you and i wanted you to have something nice to wake up to, and if i am something nice, then i wish i was beside you in repose and in the early sunlight (& i wish you were beside me), and if i am not, i hope you have a good day, either way. 1 +

you know, they say, and they know. [04 Jan 2004|09:17pm] everyone is a hypocrite, you know, it's just a matter of assuming roles. the idea is in falling in love, as well, assuming roles. someday, you will be a lighthouse filled with warm bodies, and i will be the lonely ship, thinking it closer. 1 +

. [03 Jan 2004|01:32am] "I QUIT QUITTING COLD TURKEY AND I HAVE NEVER FELT BETTER ABOUT MY ADDICTIONS HOBBIES OR OBSESSIONS. I AM LYING BUT I AM NOT." -john, 3:16. 2 +

. [02 Jan 2004|12:08pm] fifteen steps behind, call if you need me. 1 +

again. [30 Dec 2003|06:50pm] i miss you. 9 +

i. [28 Dec 2003|09:18am] . we'll all be what we'll all be. 1 +

womb; [27 Dec 2003|02:40am] womb, it's fucking cold as hell. tell that to your goddamn carrier, and your carriers partner. millions of time machines before the dawn of becoming. 8 +

christ. [27 Dec 2003|02:29am] . oh chris, have faith. and, oh, chris, have faith. malcontent, tired. and fucking christ, christ, christ. i cannot continue; this. 2 +

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