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2:30 pm
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| Thursday, February 10th, 2005
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9:31 pm
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1:24 pm - you're gonna ruin your shoes
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Yeah so like, i'm sitting here. and i realized something. But I dare not tell anybody. Cause i forgot. And i figured events like this...should so be posted in my livejournal, instead of my xanga. Why you ask? I'm not sure. I've been thinking lots lately. about stuff.
Just give me one chance
To feature you in sunshine
and we could both dance the offence wall away
hello, hello
losing concentration
losing motivation
losing ground
so low, so low
don't like moderation
stop the conversation
are you down?
love? a reaction to some soft skin
what about trust? i've seen it here and there
just give me some girls
be careful what you wish for
now take me out
ooh honey, let's go dancing
I think i need to get out. meet new people. change things around. Nothing too drastic. I'll still be the crazy kid you all love.
I picked the most appetizing flowers from these gardens.
I know of virgin thighs.
Anointed in your sweat.
Sat them in a glass.
And took the bench between your hips.
These are beautiful wooden legs you have to stand on.
Take me lying down.
I played my heart out on your rib cage and
you tried to sing along.
But the keys I chose: sour notes.
And your singing turned to moan.
This is the sound of dying insides.
Everyone was sleeping.
Slaves to a gutted imagination.
The light of the television sprayed us into the shadows on a wall.
We: new gaceless mannequins.
We: new oil spills.
With no eyes how is it you cry.
With no smile how is it you laugh.
Closer now.
Our shadows move like one.
Back and forth.
Our machiine lips
Maybe i should smoke crack. And you guys could call me Crack head Mike. Nah. bad idea. I don't know what i'm doing. There's something i need to say...
current mood:  weird
current music: The Postal service- we will become silhouettes
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| Tuesday, January 25th, 2005
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8:20 pm - watching the drunks stumble forth into the night
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and this is the chance i never got to make a move
but we just talked about, the people we've met in the last 5 years and will we remember them in 10 more?
current mood: your mom
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| Thursday, January 6th, 2005
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5:57 pm - you're in my web now
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I wake alone in a womans room i hardly i know
i wake alone pretend that i'm finaly home
current mood:  crazy
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| Friday, December 24th, 2004
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2:48 pm
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when in rome we shall do like the romans
when in hell we do shots at the bar
current mood:  amused
current music: ETID MOTHER FUCKERS!
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| Wednesday, December 22nd, 2004
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8:45 pm
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i got an itch to scratch, i need assistance
TOUCHA TOUCHA TOUCHA TOUCH MEEEEEE I WANNA BEEEEEE DIIIIRRRRRTTTTTYYYYYYYYYYY
THIRLL ME CHILL ME FULLFIL ME CREATURE OF THE NIIIIGHT
current mood: amused
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| Tuesday, December 21st, 2004
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1:16 am
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| Thursday, December 9th, 2004
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3:20 pm - dude.
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| Friday, November 12th, 2004
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4:21 pm - lkjshdfkljsd
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Well, this week went by slow, just been sitting around, playing San Andreas. yep. I didn't go to school today. Cause, school is dumb. And i'm way too intelligent for this shit. I could be like the next einstien, or somewhere along those lines.. maybe. Ijust ate a slice of pizza. and it kind of tasted like beer. Beer flavored Pizza. Bleh, fucking gross man. HOW PUNK ROCK IS THIS!? yeah, so i'm sitting here now, listening to etid. and all kinds of music, but etid right now, i dunno what's next, maybe some boys 2 men, or something crazy like that. I think i'm going to stop writting in this now...
current mood: It's tragic but i'm sorry
current music: everytime i die-punch drunk punk rock romance
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| Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004
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6:47 pm - SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME!
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You know, the whole subject of "morning wood" was brought to my attention, and if somebody has the answer for me, of WHY morning wood happens, i would greatly appriciate it. It's just, one of those things you just wonder about cause it's crazy it's like you wake and and you're cocks all alive and awake like "yo bitch beat me off"
current mood:  awake
current music: Daughters- Jones from Indiana
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6:00 pm - just beat it mother fucker
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Yeah man, I've been hanging out, with my friends, over the weekend i stayed at my sisters house, and on friday night, she took me to heathers, and i hung out with her and cara, then i went back to my sisters, then saturday me heather and cara went into sea isle to hang out with billy, and chilled there, and sunday i helped my sister move all stuff to their new place in wildwood. I've been going to school lately, trying to get my shit together, sort of, not really, i'm just really not wanting to fail again, seriously, being a freshman two years in a row, fucking sucks, Take this advice from me, whoevers failing freshman year, it's not worth it. I've met some cool kids, but, i could have met them while being a sophmore, oh well, i'm probably going to compact, so i can actaully pass and graduate with my class. This should be fun. not. I'm going to my sisters now. catch you on the flip side my nigga
current mood: Absolutly Fucking Fabulous
current music: Michael Jackson- Beat it
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| Thursday, October 14th, 2004
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3:17 pm - Weekend to remember mother fuckers
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Ok. Here it goes
Like, i'd say about, 7 or 8 kids.
get all our money together
Buy sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much pot
Smoke it alllllll all of it smoke it all
Then go beat the shit out of sombody
Call females, bang them
Blow something up
Rock out
Best weekend ever mother fuckers.
There you go Pat. So you don't forget, Here's a reminder and it'll pretty much always be there, cause i don't update in this peice of fucking shit.
Sex
Drugs
Rock n roll
KAFUCKINGBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
current mood: crazy
current music: HORSE THE BAND-seven tentacles and 8 flames
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2:56 pm - real gangstas don't use condoms
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Fucking shit man. i don't know. I'm sick, haven't been in school. Pretty bad ass.
When in rome, we shall do like the romans when in hell we do shots at the bar.
Everytime i die, is so good, you should listen to them. Fuck so. I'm sooooooooooooooooo bored. There ain't shit to do.
current mood:  indescribable
current music: Converge- flowers and razorwire
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| Thursday, September 30th, 2004
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7:12 pm - dancing on the corpses ashes
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Well, i'm really bored, so i decided to write in this, since there's nothing to do around here in dennis, except pretty much sit on the computer, or play video games, and other random stuff, but i don't have any of the other random stuff, so yeah, i ain't got shit to do, i don't even know what i'm talking about. i think i'm gonna go do somehting or pretend i'm an astronaught, cause, i'm cool..
current mood:  blah
current music: At the drive in-invalid letter dept.
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| Wednesday, September 29th, 2004
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12:52 pm - nope
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Nevermind forget my last entry...yeah, don't contact me, i don't like you.
current mood: amused
current music: At the drive in- Enfilade
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| Tuesday, September 28th, 2004
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5:51 pm - Hm.
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anybody in the area of dennis ville, or court house, or around there, that wants to start a band...Or bands that need a singer, should contact me, cause..i'm bored....and i need a band...Mike Is A Hooker, is my screen name. preferibly hardcore, or metal
current mood:  bored
current music: No Hollywood Ending- Blood isn't enough
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| Sunday, September 26th, 2004
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7:11 pm - no..
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You know, now that i think about it, A Certain Tragedy could have been something. WE could have fucking done something. Pretty much all of us were dedicated to that shit. Ain't no band practice like A Certain Tragedy practice, and everybody that has been to one of our practices, could fucking agree to that shit. Never forget those memories...A Certain Tragedy...was good.
current mood: disappointed
current music: Remembering Never- Feathers in Heaven
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| Thursday, September 23rd, 2004
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10:21 pm - I sometimes amaze myself
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I'm learning to dance like MC Hammer.
current mood:  determined
current music: The Tony Danza TapDance Extravaganza- cliff burton surprise
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| Monday, September 20th, 2004
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2:10 pm - yeah
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Well, i didn't go to school today, cause i felt like shit this morning. Last night, i had a crazy dream. It was about the show for morgun on october second. my band ended up playing, and we did one song, one of our old songs, called Live Fast Die Faster, And it was just real weird, the music was totaly different and weird like, and i was screaming it differently, but it sounded really cool. And there were people playing with us, that i've never seen before...The only people i recognized was pat playing the guitar, and brandon on drums. and that's about it, i didn't know anybody else that was up there with us. But once we finished, everybody had fucking loved it, and what not. It was pretty cool. Just weird.
current mood:  tired
current music: everytime i die-Floater
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