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| Wednesday, July 20th, 2005 | | 8:53 am |
Here we go again
Seems like everytime I decide to start a journal, I end up deleting or forgetting about it. Hm. | | Thursday, January 13th, 2005 | | 9:58 am |
Holy shit its been a while. My tattoo is better then yours. | | Tuesday, February 10th, 2004 | | 6:44 pm |
I think I'll take care of some stuffs today. | | 8:45 am |
Sometimes, when a bridge is burned, the fire only spreads on one side. Because one side of the bridge was released before it could be burned. Somehow fire doesn't always eat through rope. But fire always spreads. Its been raining like hell the past few weeks. I've tried apologies, anger, malice, spite, and pity. I think forgiveness is my knife. A new moon is coming into view. And it kinda spells like pea soup. Just when I start to think I know whats what and where... Princeton Wal-mart lacks in the personality department. And is void of Tims. And Wills, and Jessies, and... ::sigh::. ...those were the daaaaaaayyysss... --sleep-- | | Friday, January 9th, 2004 | | 10:08 am |
Wow. Its been some time.
Yeah, I just forgot about this journal. Everybody else did too. But I need it so I can read Anjas journal. Ignore everything before this post, that was all like...two years ago. | | Friday, August 10th, 2001 | | 5:25 am |
welcome to new jersey....where men are men and sheep are scared
welcome to hamilton....where the weak are killed and eaten. welcome to trenton...the closest thing to a third world contry you will ever want to be. did you know that new jersey is considered the armpit of america? i dont agree at all though....i think the term "asshole of the universe" fits alot better. i hate this fucking place. the motorists deserve to be shot (did i ever mention how when i get a car nobodys gonna be able to sit in the front seat because ill have my pile of rocks there. i just want to drive around and throw rocks at people that piss me off. fuck yelling. fuck the horn. a rock through some assholes window will get his attention pretty damned quick). if aliens landed here they would report no signs of intelligent life. actually i think the surest sign that intellegent life exists elsewhere in this universe is that none of it has tried to contact us. yea so im kinda skatterbrained tonight....heres a poem Too busy searching for an answer To a question I?ve long forgot How to make sense of today Remembering yesterday without filling with rage Embracing tomorrow without succumbing to fear Too slowly painting a thought Thinking in shades of gray A monotone voice in a dimly lit room Three candles in a summer attic as I wipe the sweat from my eyes The cool night should arrive soon and I?ll wrap the darkness around me Like a child clinging to its favorite toy Too pensive to embrace the moment Wanting to scream as loud as I can But not wanting to sound foolish Wanting to punch something Afraid I?ll break my hand Waiting for the moment But I know I wait in vain. yea i know it sucks, but fuckyou. eh fuck it im goin to sleep. | | Wednesday, August 8th, 2001 | | 10:45 pm |
God smokes cigarettes
i think God smokes cigarettes. and why not? no chance of lung cancer, no chance of death, He can make His breath smell like daisies if He wanted to, and His teeth as white as you please. i bet theres some sort of "heaven" cigarettes ....mmmmmm..... so i finally got a pack of cigarettes after 3 days of having NONE....so im once again able to have complete thoughts..... cell phones. i wanna smash them with hammers while people use them. everybody has cell phones now and its retarded, you people dont have anything useful to say in person, what the hell makes u think youve got something intelligent to say when you're doing 80 on the freeway driving with your knees because one hand is holding a beer and the other is holding the phone to your slightly cocked head? you people deserve brain cancer, or tumors or whatever the hell those things give you, especially you people who use them in the movie thearters. grrr. the movies are retarded anyway though. first off, its supposed to be a social meeting place. so you get a bunch of your friends together, drive up to the movie thearter, pay 7 bucks a head to sit. sit and stare at a screen. i can do that for free at home, and plus i can change the channel during the boring parts. it really says something wonderful about our society where we cosider the movies a good date..... yea, sure, id love to get to know you by sitting next to you, not talking to you, not looking at you, not even giving you one bit of attention the whole night except to ask if you want anything from the consession stand. fuck that. the only good time i had at the movies was when a bunch of us went to see the south park movie, so we all pitched in and bought one of those 5 dollar bags of king sized M&M's (another movie plus, stand in line for about half an hour to get overpriced food and drinks that end up making u have to use the bathroom and end up missing parts of the movie) and we sat in the back row and threw M&M's at the screen the whole time.....ahhh memories. and yea, it still pisses me off that people use cell phones in movie thearters, because we were being assholes, and we knew it, and the 3 other people in the thearter knew it, we werent trying to hide it. cell phone people either try to hide it or just plain dont understand that they're being assholes. ARRG. anway....my mother goes online mostly to meet guys nowadays, and ill tell you one thing, i dont trust any of you assholes one fucking bit. ive already had to put two guys in their place for talking disrespectfully towards her, and apparently shes gonna need my services again. its hard threatening people first thing in the morning, ive got a newfound respect for terrorists. its weird tho, imagining my mom having a boyfriend/lover/husband..... my dad left (got kicked out) when my mother was pregnant with me, so ive never had a father, which makes me respect my mother even more for having raised three kids on her own. seriously, i might bitch about stupid things, but shes the only person that if it came down to me or her dying, i would literally rip out my own throat if i thought for a second it would help her, and shes about the only person on earth right now i can honestly say id do that for without a moment of hesitation. my father, on the other hand, is a piece of human shit. thats why i came out the way i did....my mothers a good person, my father is shit. i met the guy once...when i was like 12 he just pulled up in his little fucking yellow taxi cab and was like "are you andrew reed?" "yea" "im gregory, im your father" i didnt even give him a second look, i just turned around and walked away. fuck him, if i thought for one second he was worth my time hed be dead before that second was over. so its kinda weird thinkin about my mom brining some new guy into our house.... i dont know how id react to it. id respect the guy for all i was worth at first, because id figure "hey, he makes my mom happy" but if he ended up bein shitty towards her....well, lets just say i dont fight, i think its stupid and pointless....so beating the living shit out of him would be the tip of the iceburg. ive already said about one of my friends who is a girl "you hurt her, i hurt you" and the same thing goes for all my female friends, so in the case of my mother its "you hurt her, i kill you". shes been the only one there for me in every instance, she raised me into the well rounded citizen i am today, i owe that woman my life, literally. alright, im gonna wrap this up cause...well, just cause i fucking feel like it. catch ya'll on the flip-flop, homies. | | Sunday, August 5th, 2001 | | 7:42 pm |
i think i woke up on the wrong side of the planet today
well, another wonderful bad mood is upon me. i was thinking about mental disorders the other day.....if u cant control your emotions, then you're bi-polar....if u hurt yourself then you're manic depressive or maschochistic. im not gonna diss people with mental disorders, i mean, they have them, they cant help how they were born. but the thing that pisses me off is that one person can have something wrong with them, and because its got a scientific name and its classified as a "disorder" people understand why they are the way they are, but if somebody else has something wrong with them, and theres no name for their "disorder" they're told to change the way they are. bullshit. if you dont like how somebody is, then chances are they dont like you and wont give a fuck what u think, or just shoot them if their existance is causing that much of a bane on your life. fuck you. and dont think about callin me a hypocrite, because i dont tell people they should change, i just bitch about the way they are and i really dont expect them to care what i think. actually, im glad people are so shitty, it gives me something to write about. im eating an orange and spitting the seeds into a coffee can like a spittoon....i just got three in a row....score. this is a shitty time to be alive. we have no ambition, no passions left, everything has been done. no wars, women and blacks have equal rights, weve got nothing to rally for or against. for the most part we realize that there will never be world peace, and we'll never end world hunger. so what the fucks the point. people go around picking up stupid causes just so they can have some sort of opinion about something. then they find a million other morons who think the same way they do and they stage some sort of rally or march or protest or something and expect people to care. these people are why i want a flamethrower. if i was president, and i decided to start a war, i wouldnt recruit the good citizens of this country to fight for me. id clear out all the prisons, smack camos on em and send em out. "heres the deal people, youve been wanting to get out of this place for a long time, now heres your chance....u live, you're free, u die, then you're dead. but ive had enough of watching people pay their money so we can feed and cloth you people everyday. so this is your chance to prove that you deserve another chance. if u decline and decide to stay here instead of going out to fight for this fine country, then you will be tied to a nuclear device and dropped on (country we are at war with at the time).".............then id let them fight, and kill the rest of the survivors. VOTE FOR ME! well im gonna go get ready for another lame ass party tonight. | | 4:38 am |
| | 4:11 am |
im not an alcoholic, im a drunk.....alcoholics go to meetings.....alcoholics give a shit.....
yea, so i went to that party i was talking about last post and i was pretty much right....like 7 guys and one girl and 36 coors lights. my friend who held the party lives in one of those lil tiny apartments that id fucking love to live in. first off, im not tryin to impress anybody with the size of my apartment, second, bigger apartment = more cleaning....so fuck that, and besides, i only use three rooms in my house anyway...the living room, the kitchen and the bathroom, and at his place they're all within 15 feet of each other....his place rocks. yea, so we hang out and play some dumbass truth or dare or some shit, and i realize how much of an asshole i am...but its ok cause im the loudmouth smartass that keeps everything moving and makes everybody laugh. so when u comment on this, tell me about a party and ill come help everybody have a good time. well we got all those 347 pennies changed into cigarettes, finally, after the party me my brother and our now enebrieated (this is the last time i tell you fuck you as far as my spellling goes...deal with it) buddy take a ride to dominos where he runs in and gets some of those coin papers, so i sit in the back of his car and roll them up and then we head to wawa. first off, this genius is doin 70 on streets with a 35 limit. so i tell him to slow down cause hes driving like a maniac, and i know the cops around here would pull him over on any bullshit. so he starts fucking around even more, stopping in the middle of the street and shit, till we pass by a cop car, so for about 30 seconds he drives like a normal human being. we pull up to wawa, he goes in and gets the cigarettes, and then we start to pull out...the only problem with pulling out is that you have to be in reverse, which he wasnt. im suprised we didnt crash through the plate glass windows on the front of the building...so then he realizes that he forgot to get himself a pack, so we go to the other wawa right down the street, and by now i wanna get home and bitch to all of you fine people about whatever crosses my mind, and work on my shadow man (yea i know the game sucks, but fuckyou) game, and maybe get some sleep before the sun comes up. im such a fucking lightweight, i dont even think i had 4 beers and ive got a buzz. im not drunk at all, just feelin a lil nice. i usually dont drink tho, it impares my ability to operate heavy machinery and talk shit. and if im talking shit i wanna be operating heavy machenery to back it up. besides, drunk people love to talk, i mean for cryin out loud you people dont have anything interesting to say when you're sober, what the hell makes u think i wanna hear all you're petty bs when i can harldy understand what the hell your saying and your standing about 3 inches away from me yelling in my face, either that or crying uncontrollaby. theres lots of drunk love, didja ever notice that? people who dont give a shit about you when their sober decided "hey, im loud, obniouxous, my breath is foul as hell, and i probably just pissed myself, i think ill go talk to somebody and tell them how much i love them, even tho i treat them like shit everyday" fuck those people. ive talked to alot of people on this subject, and ive found that the only people who dont suck are dead people. so if i kill you, dont consider it murder, consider it me improving your status in the eyes of society......you probably deserved it anyway. so my ex girlfriend kate (timmons, not armitage) read my journal and decided to make a page about retards. if that doesnt rock the party that rocks the party, i dont know what the hell does. kate is another awesome person i know (damn, what the hell are all you people doin hangin around an asshole like me....but anyway)....we went out for about 2 and a half months, and it was fuckin wonderful. then, like an idiot, i break up with her. go figure, i finally get a girlfriend, and i fuck everything up. GO ME!!....im gonna go shoot myself. but seriously breaking up with her was one of the worst decisions ive ever made, i was lucky as hell to even have gone out with her in the first place. shes one of the most interesting people i know, not to mention one of the most beautiful (once again, me talking about something that doestn piss me off = me sounding sappy and retarded) so go to http://sourchips.tripod.com/retartedpeoplerule/ , just because i said to. well im gonna wrap this post up with an intellegent, insightful, meaningful quote................... | | Saturday, August 4th, 2001 | | 5:58 pm |
FUCK ART LETS KILL
jello wrestling..... now theres a wonderful concept. fuck mud, what the hell is the point of two chicks getting naked in mud, it isnt even translucent (i know i spelled that wrong, and it probably isnt even the word i wanna use, but fuckyou) and its fucking nasty. mud wrestling is for retards. now jello wrestling... theres a catchy idea. i say, if theres always room for jello, then theres always room for two chicks in the jello. hell, make it three or four...naw, ya know what, battle royal. id love to start a jello wrestling federation. the events would be free but the beer would be 5 bucks a cup. i figure my fan base would consist mostly of redneck hicks who like to scractch their balls with the barrels of their shotguns, and female truckers. both genres are loud, obniouxous (once again, fuckyou), usually unwashed, and drunk. so i figure ill get some girls that i know and start up a damned federation. the only problem would be getting enough jello for matches ever week, but id figure something out. yea, so anyway...... i need a fucking cigarette but im broke as hell and nobody around here has any smokes, and we just counted up like 3 bucks in change to try to get a pack.... damned if i dont hate pennies by now. but i do love cigarettes. fuck white teeth im not a movie star, fuck good smelling breath, my life isnt some scope commercial, fuck my lungs i dont need em anyway, and i hate the color pink, and besides ive already got an 80% chance of cancer so what the hell, i might as well up it to aobut 100, why not, right? i can die sooner and stop wasting everybodies oxogen which i happily pollute with my wonderful pack a day habit. i suck. i dont know what im gonna do today, probably end up at this guys apartment warming party. i know its gonna suck tho, its gonna be like 7 people with two 6 packs to go around, no tv, maybe a radio if we're lucky. we're just gonna sit around and talk....fun fun fun. somebody shoot me. god im bored....why cant anyone in this retarded species entertain me. ya know, i noticed i use the word retarded alot. i think it would be fitting for me to post a link to a site about retards, but im just too damned lazy. maybe someday...... do me a favor, hold your breath. i really dont have a problem with retarded people actually, they're better then most of you reading this right now. if u want to get offended, then ive got a simple three step program for you....1. cry a river....2. build a bridge.....3. get the fuck over it. so anyway, the thing i dont like about retards is that its impossible to communicate clearly with them. i mean even with morons that come here from other contries and dont speak the language (HEY if im gonna go live in germany, ill learn german, if im gonna live in turkey ill learn turkish, its something called respect, something the rest of the world doesnt seem to have for america nowadays....shit, we need to start bombing something other then the middle east...lets pick a fight with somebody like china, they might at least put up a fight) but anyway (damn how do i keep getting so sidetracked) if theres somebody who doesnt speak english, i can at least find some other moron that speaks his language....but with retards, u cant do that. theres no retarded language, and its just hilarious to think that u could find a retard to communicate with another retard. oh well fuck retards. i have some really fucked up dreams sometimes. like the other day i had a dream that i was cutting up a car with a plastic spoon. i think it symbolized me having some sort of pent up rage (now i wonder why that might be, couldnt be that it seems like everybody on earth lets some sort of sadistic glee out of making me want to kill them. no no definatly not) actually, i think about killing people alot. and its gotten to the point where killing isnt enough, its like i have to rape, torture, embarass, and then leave to die or have rats eat them alive. and it gets even more fucked up when im imagining hanging little kids or setting old people on fire. i hope all of you take the same twisted amusement from this that ive put into it. the thing is tho is that almost everyone believes in an afterlife, and we assume that when we die we keep the memory of our time here on earth. well i think it would be the ultimate revenge to put someone through something so horrific that they're mentally scarred by it for all of eternity. that would be sweet, but the problem is i dont hate anyone enough to actually waste my time doing it, so i just sit around and imagine doing it to random people. but, hell, i figure its not hurtin anybody, me thinkin about it. so dont get so worried. i told somebody once that i wanted to get all the people i want dead into a house and burn it down. and then i said "wanna come to a party". oh yea, and at a party i casually mentioned to this one bitch that i could slit her throat, rip out her heart, and skull fuck her in less than 50 seconds. needless to say, i got kicked out of the party and she threatened to have her mobster boyfriend have me killed. nice plan, chikkie. well im gonna go now, ive probably got the fbi and the cia and the god damned aspca, naacp, and the make a wish foundation (thats the one for the retarded kids i offended folks.....FUCK THAT HOW THE HELL DO U OFFEND A RETARDED KID, THEY DONT UNDERSTAND THIS SHIT)....well anyway before i get arrested, bombed, or have the living shit beat out of me, im gonna get goin. remember kids, love yourselves and share your needles. dont forget to tie off ;) | | Friday, August 3rd, 2001 | | 10:55 pm |
correction
katies livejournal is at www.livejournal.com/~chrltesometimes/... ...not chrltesomtimes...i forgot the e | | 10:14 pm |
all about katie!!
this post is gonna be all about my friend katie armitage (dont even try to pronounce it, youll just get it wrong...even you, katie)....go read her journal (www.livejournal.com/~chrltesomtimes) and comment on it RIGHT NOW DAMMIT. shes the sole reason you're reading this right now cause she gave me the idea to start a journal in the first place. actually, she gives a lot of people ideas for things and nobody gives her any credit and its really fucked up. katies one of the coolest people that ive ever met. seriously, shes one of those DAMNED people that would make me think twice about pushing the button. you know "the button"....look if you watch ren and stimpy, youd understand, if not then fuckyou, katie has a ren and stimpy button and it rocks. ya know somethin im so used to typin "u" instead of "you" that im just gonna do it from now on... deal with it if u went to katies journal like i told you, then you've already seen a picture of her, and youll understand shes an idiot for not thinkin shes pretty as hell. oh well i guess u cant expect beauty AND brains. although by reading her journal (AND COMMENTING ON IT OR ELSE!!) youll aslo notice that, unlike most girls, she actually does have a brain in her head, so forget what i said at the end of the last paragraph, in fact u might as well forget everything u read here because you probably will as soon as you turn off your computer. oh well, fuck me but this isnt about me, this is about katie, dammit. she rocks. shes just about my best friend right now. she has a boyfriend named mike. hes cool, but if he hurts her then i hurt him. same goes for the rest of you retards. i just thought id point out that katie has this cool friend named ashley baker (i love doin the mickey mouse thing with her name) shes kool two... but i think their coolest when together, like a comedy team or something, they bring out the best in each other. alright, im gonna end this post because katie doesnt piss me off and it sounds sappy and retarded when i write about something that doesnt piss me off. i suppose i just lost all the respect of my longtime readers. oh well, i hope you're happy katie. | | 9:43 pm |
girls confuse me
i just dont understand womens nowadays. first off, thongs....what the hell is the point. if a girl wants sex, she shouldnt wear any kind of underwear in the first place, its easier for us dumass guys that way. and they look uncomfortable as hell...i remember when i was a youngin getting wedgies was a very real fear of mine, one that came true all too often...now im 17 and i see girls purposly giving themselves that uncomfortable feeling. so im talking to this girl about it and she says thongs are for when u wear tight pants or skirts or whatever, so u dont have an underwear line....well then, dammit, dont wear underwear!! go commando, free and easy! and then she points out that what if a girl is on her period. well if you're on your period, ladies, sex should be the last thing on your mind. you should wear those baggy ass granny panties and old sweats with mustard and ketchup stains on them. that way guys can know when a chick is on the rag, so we can try harder not to piss them off, and we know right away we arent getting any action tonight. and girls can just kinda nod when they see a girl wearing the unofficial "im on the rag" uniform as if to say "yea i know your pain, i hate men too" another thing i dont understand about girls is makeup. first off, girls...YOU'RE THE PRETTY ONES, DAMMIT. you dont need to cover your faces up to go out in public (well maybe in iran but fuck them, this is america). second, the whole point of putting makeup on right is to make it look like its not there. DURRR??? thats like me going to the gym and working out everymorning so it looks like i dont have any muscles. its retarded i tell ya. id rather meet a girl who doesnt wear makeup....hell, i wanna wake up next to the same person i went to sleep next to, without some artifical face smeared on the pillow next to me.... besides, most makeup has ground fetal tissue in it, AND GIRLS GET ALL FREAKED OUT WHEN I TELL THEM I WANT TO BE A CANNIBAL!! girls confuse me. | | 8:48 pm |
the freedom of speech is the freedom to yell thearter in a crowed fire
hey this is my first livejournal entry, and already im bored with the whole idea.... some day i wanna nut on something important...like a picture or somebodys keyboard or something..... alright, so i stole that from this kid i used to hang out with...good kid but the weirdest motherfucker id ever met...i remember we had the email war for like 4 months straight. a common email would be something along the lines of "fuck you you peice of shit eat shit and die", only a little more profane retardation. is that even a word?? yea so anyway, youve probably figured out by now that ive got nothing interesting to say, so pat yourself on the back, give yourself a cookie and choke on it, cause nobodys gonna read this retarded ass thing anyway. im suprised im on this computer as much as i am anyway, all it does is piss me off. like first off my dumbass sister got a virus on the comp... i swear she has some sort of mental disease, or she just hates the computer, because everytime she gets on this damned thing it starts fucking up...or maybe shes just trying to destroy my last tether to the outside world so ill become a total recluse..fuck her. so anyway we get this wonderful "shoot george w bush" virus so we have to crash the whole system and reboot. YAY! bye pictures! bye poems! bye mp3s!! i love my life!!!!!! so im pissed about that for a day or two but then i get over it, and now my mother downloaded this bonzi buddy thing... its worse than retarded, its one of those things that a retarded kid would look at and throw away. its this little purple monkey thing that talks to me when im trying to look up porn on the internet...i mean when im researching my...um...fuck it when im looking up porn on the internet and it says the most retarded things and it slows my computer down and i cant even delete it because the fucking thing is constantly running. fuck me. ive been in a bad mood lately, not my usual "i hope the planet explodes today" bad mood, but more of a "i want to destroy something beautiful" mood...like how i want to catch a buttefly and rip off one of its wings and thumbtack the other wing to my desk so i can watch it beat itself against the wood till it dies. hell, i didnt kill it. normally i wouldnt be writing so much in one post, but the cable is out and my brother is playing final fantasy 251234 so the computer is my one sorce of entertainment... and besides, im not in a pornin mood. i miss duckman, it was a good show. tv sucks nowadays anyway. i told this one girl that sometimes i would watch seinfeld just to hear jason alexander talk and id close my eyes and imagine duckman talking. and she believed me. god, people are retarded. i had a little brother once, his name was bongo. my mother smoked when she was pregnant with him so he didnt exactly form properly...he didnt have wrists, elbows, ankles or knees, so he walked kinda like a robot. we had some fun with the kid, wrapping him up in tinfoil and putting him on the roof as an antenna. but then one day bongo tried to walk down the stairs by himself.... lets just say the casket was a foot wide and two feet long and it held him quite comfortably. i dont wanna talk about this anymore..... ok so that was a lie, i made up that story when i saw some pregnant lady smoking a cigarette. if u believed it, then you're a retard too. i wanna be a cannibal. not a murderer, just a cannibal, actually, i want people to send me their dead so i can eat them. i mean hell animals do it why cant we, besides, i hear human tastes like pork anway....mmmmm, pork. alright, im gonna get goin before the jehovas witnesses come around again and i have to get out my satan mask and cross (upside down of course) and welcome them into my "breeding pit" and try to convince them that personal hygene is for losers. yeah, i know im an idiot...fuck you |
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