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[02 Aug 2006|11:42pm] |
recently, i was overcome with emotion about the nature of a Friend and the terrifying few that ive come to run into
and how i think the measure of a friend is the extent that you can have extensive mental conversations with them without them being physically in your presence
i think thats a pretty good measuring system.
ive found about five of you. you mean the world to me. some of you ive found much more recently than others. really, i hope i never do anything dumb enough to chase you away, though i know that it is my nature to make sure you hate me before you reject me for just being who i am
so for the tulias
the joey b's
the chris b's
the harris's and
the john mello's
thank you.
even if i dont talk to you ever again,
i would hope that i would have left some sort of mark on you.
at the very least, some desire to remember me.
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[20 Jun 2006|09:54pm] |
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i am more terrified than ive ever been in my entire life. i know i couldnt stay as that person forever, but did it really need to be brought to my attention so suddenly? what kind of person am i going to attract now? how boring am i going to be, now?
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[11 Jun 2006|12:27am] |
WHY ARE PEOPLE SO UGLY AND UNINTERESTING
please. if there is a fucking god, just smote us all right now.
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[06 May 2006|08:14pm] |
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[11 Apr 2006|05:00pm] |
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[21 Mar 2006|08:51pm] |
mcwieg: I know things about your vagina now.
mcwieg: I feel....
mcwieg: ...I don't know. "Unclean?"
mcwieg: oh wait, no
mcwieg: I feel just like EVERYONE ELSE
mcwieg: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
christine sp8: hahahahahahahhaha
oh snap
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[19 Mar 2006|09:01pm] |
In Your Public Life...
Words that embody your presence are "Spotlight".
Words that embody things that may be a part of you are "Bear, Card, God".
Words that embody people or things in your periphery are "Amulet, Business, Cascade, Cathedral, Child, Dance, Despair, Failure, Fashion, Gentle, Hand, Head, Hunt, Inspiration, Intensity, Irony, Jazz, Jealousy, Job, Journey, Law, Lover, Lust, Money, Motor, Obsession, Oil, Pestilence, Pilot, Porcupine, Reason, Record, Red, River, Rocket, Satin, School, Serendipity, Sight, Slut, Slut, Smoke, Stability, Stimulation, Style, Surrealism, Sweet, Symphony, Torture, Tower, Tropic, University, User, Venus, Witch, Wizard, World".
whats the one word that shows up twice in the last list? aahhahahahahahaha
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[07 Mar 2006|08:22pm] |
"I hate America, Louis. I hate this country. Nothing but a bunch of big ideas and stories and people dying, and then people like you. The white cracker who wrote the National Anthem knew what he was doing. He set the word free to a note so high nobody could reach it. That was deliberate."
***
"I burned dinner."
"I'm sorry."
"Not my dinner, my dinner was fine. Your dinner. I put it back in the oven and turned everything up as high as it could go and I watched 'til it burned black. It's still hot, very hot, want it?"
"You didn't have to do that."
"I know, it just seemed like the kinda thing a mentally-deranged sex-starved pill-popping housewife would do."
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"When you cry, Louis, it's nothing. It's just the idea of crying."
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[19 Feb 2006|09:22pm] |
Breathing an air,
permeated, soaked in darkness,
emanating from within,
resonating like a scream no one can hear
I wear this chaos well.
Though none should save me,
desperation keeps me here,
my need for innocence,
the place where I began
The abyss becomes me,
I wear this chaos well.
Are these not words of heresy
a venom on my lips, a poison?
My spirit impurified
in everything I choose to say
With you I stand in hope that
god will save us from ourselves.
Every cry a wasted moment
until another day is lost.
Even lands we once called home
lie undiscovered and unknown.
Only heaven's silence for an answer.
And did our laughter, did our tears
have some purpose after all?
Did we toil in vain in hope
that wisdom came from what we'd done?
Even lands we once called home
lie undiscovered and unknown.
Only heaven's silence for an answer.
Are these not words of heresy
a venom on my lips, a poison?
My spirit impurified
in everything I choose to say
If I would shed my skin, the layers left,
but not the lessons learned
it would not undo what I have done
or grant forgiveness in some better days.
vnv nation, genesis
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[06 Feb 2006|06:27pm] |
(while sending me a video file through AIM) -
christine sp8: is that a clip of me?
christine sp8: i dont want to see it
NISMOJOE: 3meg? yea right
NISMOJOE: you would be like 300meg
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[23 Jan 2006|12:48am] |
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[06 Dec 2005|12:59am] |
christine sp8: did i tell you i went to a lesbian bar?
NISMOatGCAR: i would have been more shocked if you said you went to a bar
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[01 Dec 2005|12:44pm] |
to the person reading this from japan:
fuck you and stay the hell away.
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