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Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Tue, 07 Feb 2006 18:34:25 GMT

wuduppp

i juss got home from school

and im goin biking w/ martell soon

me n brit broke up (if u wanted to kno)

ummmmm idk wat eles to say

comments are always nice

Monday, January 23, 2006

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 14:18:01 GMT

Lets see

all weekend i was at my dads house

i brought drew down and we biked like ALL weekend it was INSANE!

(check out the pics on my webshots)

as of now its snowing...GAY!

im talkin to La Britnie<3 and La Susannah

idk wat im guna do today ill prob end up watching loads of videos and eating miself to sleep =] fun fun

COMMENT IT UP BITCHES!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Wed, 11 Jan 2006 01:32:59 GMT

Today i stayed after school to work on my algebra project.....that was fun...not!

AND after that i watched the boys bball games w/ brit<3 brett, jess and em.

'Spank me for study hall' ahahahaha ohhh shit good timessss

right now im listenin to HIM aka the best band ever!!!!!

im guna go so COMMENT PLEASE!!!

ps-comment Susannahs entry please shed like that very much

pss-shees reali cool and mi new best friend

psss-i love you britnie<3

Monday, January 09, 2006

Mon, 09 Jan 2006 18:38:48 GMT

lets see today i had school....no comment

but i get to c brit so its all good

its 2:34 and there is NUHTING to do.....this saddens me

well if ne thing good happends later today i shall let all of uz kno but until then im out

iloveyou britnie<3

Monday, January 09, 2006

Mon, 09 Jan 2006 00:23:20 GMT

Ello popet =] lets see last night i slept over mi grandparents house and i burned like 6 new cds can u say awsome!!!!!!
as of right now im talkin to Susannah good times =]
i went over bretts today to work on my algebra project aka death itself.
and britnie is at sum stupid banquit thing for soccer umm gay yess.
well i think im guna go take a shower

iloveyou britnie

Saturday, January 07, 2006

Sat, 07 Jan 2006 16:39:52 GMT

ugh today ive got my sisters bday party wahoo....nottt a wate of a great day its SO nice out i could b biking or hangin out w/ brit...major bummer

well i gotta finish cleanin

ill update laterr

brit<3

Friday, January 06, 2006

Fri, 06 Jan 2006 22:27:30 GMT

wow long time no post hu?

well as of right now im dating britnie harlow and i love her to death<3

schools kool i guess ENGLISH TODAY WAS SOOO FUNN we had a sub and every1 was throwin shit it was awsome!!!!! me n angela have a full on war quite funny =]

well thats about it i might post again later

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Sun, 20 Nov 2005 13:23:49 GMT

LYRICS for The Plot Thickens by The Jonbenet

Eating Lightning pt I.
frozen, oh how i wish i was. this time tonight couldn't be any better. freezing. oh, how uncertain i am. the places, the faces, where have i gone? i've become the concrete that my feet will never meet. this street goes on forever. so tonight my sheets never existed. these memories of laughter late at night won't be wasted. nine lives live as one in the worst of cities. no one knows our names and our pockets are a pity. so i'll scream each night until my throat runs dry. so i'll scream until i wanna die. and if it was so and i died by your side, at that moment i'd know that i'd be just fine. not too many get to live their life like mine.

Dramarama.
images burnt into my brain. sharper than knives, this cat-scan fever consumes us all. this lump in our throat grows bigger. sooner or later this cancer becomes you. hatred towards each other and a soiled friendship down the drain. years later the fear of starting over has killed me inside. don't bother. your lies bleed together. what you said doesn't matter. rumors that fill this room. save your drama for the soaps. your heart beats when the bullshit starts. the stories grow like tumors inside my heart. your words are a sickness that there's no cure for. they hit the ears of others and spread like a virus. how can i ever start believing what i am hearing? the germs take you over, the words become your savior. you can't breathe without it. i'd love to hear you speak on your own. i'd love to hear you speak the truth.

Behold, the White Whore.
the speakeasy parlor was filled with many a fair lady, fallen victim to another mind rape by their christian fathers. it was never easy to show them i loved them, He said as He was removed from the booth. no one had the time to listen to Him, they don't care. it wasn't His thing to talk like that, waking up the next day in a nightmare of a grey colored room full of friends with no names and metal as cold as hell. this was yet another favorite of His, concious effort was put into everything that He didn't do and everything else was a failed plan. why didn't this work? if only gratitude could get you somewhere. censor His bleeding hands, broken teeth and blood-red hair. this is His love. yet another day blessed with His presence. continue to beat Him, this is His love. coughing up His mother's love all over a plate of refurbished organisms, this is His love. oh mother mary, forgive them, for they have won. spoken fast enough to spark a memory into everyone's tired mind. built upon a cross of clothes and thorns of wrinkled scarves, and hung from a ceiling, and sent to every child's living room. depictions of life as told by a subdued body within us all. we aren't loved anymore. behold, the white whore.

Eleventh Century Folklore.
arched back and a couple of slit wrists, how often can you tell me that i can't love you? just maybe i can. somehow i'll break those arms and someday i'll break those arms. watching jesus christ emerge in the form of a firearm, i sit back and relax. my wife of 40 years, i raped her. he began that day like any other, holding hands with savory little beauties. let them know that you love them and tell them all you want is to be cared for. her eyes were calm and her hands were cold.

Trophy Wives.
shake. shake. shake loose that single gleam of hope left in your chest. gone are the days of sunshine, i promise. breath-taking photographs of dreams long forgotten, your ship has sank. wrong place, wrong time. squeal once more for papa. this is not about money, oh no. this is a sport. hair that smells of fear and eyes that scream solitude. companionship is just another fucking curse. you can't buy friends like this. bite and scratch all you like. trophies of black blue and red.

Stolen Home.
hold on just a goddamn minute, this commercial is yet to be over and i can't wait to try this knife out, i seriously can't wait. yellow paint won't cover bloodstains, and yellow paint won't cover these rumors. this blade...your neck. all of my values in a little basket. i've started over. sit closer, honey, i've tried my best, i promise. and i can't wait to get these clothes off. i'm fucking tired. sweet skin, can't get it close enough to me, i wan't to be covered. running my fingers straight through her hair, just like mothers, this is my new life.

Scratch the Roman Numerals.
i fell asleep on your gun again last night, it was warmer than before. my eyes are burning. for every sigh i hear, i’ll roll over so you can reach for the trigger. is it aimed at my head? are we making any progress? why are we in bed together? do that one more time, right where i think my legs might connect. it gets annoying but i’ll bear with it this time. i don't talk to every girl like this. i don't talk. baby, these things feel good. these things feel so good. this bed isn’t getting any bigger and these sheets don’t keep me warm at night.

Bartleby.
the tea kettle called it arson but i assured him it was only treason. bought with a passion and sold for less than a fortune. these glass eyes only break if you catch them. this all must end between the rocks and the sea. this drink of kings once passed over this deck. it was all in good humor, i swear. i swear. i swear...

Monday, August 22, 2005

Mon, 22 Aug 2005 12:45:28 GMT

The mall was fun but after the mall me ash n britt went back to britts house THAT WAS SUM FUNNY SHIT! oh my lord u have no idea hahahahah But it sux im goin to mi dads i dont reali wana cuz i havent spent like ANY time home. but i have a fucking golf tourn. to go to w/e ummmmm yeah now im waitng for mi grandma to pick me up and im goin to Office Max to c if there r ne good desks for mi comp thats goin in mi room.

COMMENT YOU PPL!

iloveyou<3

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Sun, 21 Aug 2005 12:13:00 GMT

Well hello there, havent updated this in like forever! Ummm yesterday i woked 5 am-11 w/ brett and his dad. I WAS SOOO TIERD after that i went to mi grandmas house and slept for like 3 hrs When i woke up i burned the new Staind cd and a mix of Blindside songs. Then mi mom picked me up and we went over mi uncles for the rest of the night. And now im sitting here writting this =) and laoding the cds i burned over mi grandmas house into mi comp.

COMMENT PLEASE!!!! =)

ily<3