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Jan. 13th, 2006 | 04:31 pm

it was funny jacqui mentioned there were 13 of us sitting around on friday the 13th morning
i counted 3 times and got 12, someone was being sneaky
then i got it the 4th time

y do i stiLL feel drunk

that wasnt y i came on livejournal but i had to write it down before i forgot it
now i dont remember what i had to write

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the beef

Jan. 8th, 2006 | 10:07 pm

"yeh, sometimes i think people arent lazy, they're really patient. they diligently wait for the chance... something to happen..."

"what?"

"the beef... are we stiLL talkin bout the beef?"
-someone great

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HAHAHAHAHHAHA

Jan. 3rd, 2006 | 08:13 pm

jason just pissed his pants

this is a moment of truth

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shit ass fuck cunt

Dec. 21st, 2005 | 11:30 pm

he got to the words before i did



"In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
’neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence."

Simon & Garfunkel, The Sound of Silence

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(no subject)

Dec. 20th, 2005 | 05:28 pm

u know who the best killer is...


time.

given time, nothing lasts.

nothing.

he doesnt need an alibi, he can commit the worst crimes, cause the worst pain, and get away with it... free to live on
he gets away because hes a concept created by men, an idol worshipped in every household.

but does he actually exist, is he actually there?

Time. Kills.

"u cant blame the time, its only in ur mind" - Jack Johnson, Sexy Plexy
thanks cathy

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bad boy bad boy what u guna do

Dec. 20th, 2005 | 05:22 pm

things ive done for random people:

spent a good hour helping this lady get her car out... she actually drove right on top of the snowbank with her hyundai... come on now
but it was cool, probably the coldest day but felt warm inside,
the conversation we had wasnt small talk, it was cool
and when she offered me 50$ there wasnt a doubt in me as i turned it down, and that was cool
im sucha gooooood kid


brought cool people and some families to the front of th eline at wonderland, with little effort i made their day, and somehow it made mine
im sucha goooooooooood kid











i shot the pope.

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done exams what what

Dec. 20th, 2005 | 05:13 pm

or am i

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this guy is dead

Dec. 16th, 2005 | 04:58 pm

u cannot expect me to not do anything
iLL make up for the broken promise, but fuck, is this kid joking me?
if u ask me, ive ever only heard shittalk online from him
face to face? hes got NOTHING

fuck this makes my fucken day
i hope u know the bottle that says TAKE 1 DAILY is empty, and my patience runs FUCKEN LOW IF U KNOW WHAT I FUCKEN MEAN

wow he does not want to see me anytime soon

and faggot if ur reading this u know where i fucken live
u can only hide for so long, cuz i know where u fucken live too

bitch

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oh yeh

Dec. 16th, 2005 | 04:50 pm

"one day, people will realize how ridiculous our religions are"
ive said that many times, and u know what i heard today?

the pope condemned harry potter, cuz he stood for evil.
and also ACDC, because they were "Anti Christ, Death of Christ"

HA

1 for arlon
-1 for the church

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oh fuck i love this song

Dec. 13th, 2005 | 07:34 pm

Statler Brothers - Flowers On The Wall

"I've been hearin' you're concerned about my happiness
But all that thought you're givin' me is conscience I guess
If I were walkin' in your shoes I wouldn't worry none
While you and your friends're worryin' bout me I'm havin' lots of fun

Countin' flowers on the wall that don't bother me at all
Playin' solitare till dawn with a deck of fifty one
Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo
Now down't tell me I've nothing to do

Last night I dressed in tails pretended I was on the town
As long as I can dream it's hard to slow this swinger down
So please don't give a thought to me I'm really doin' fine
You can always find me here and havin' quite a time
Countin' flowers on the wall...

It's good to see you I must go I know I look a fright
Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light
And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete
So I must go back to my room and make my day complete
Countin' flowers on the wall...
Now down't tell me I've nothing to do"

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