i know why you got mad

i overfed your dog and he died. pets are pretty much nanos. or tamagotchis. overfeed them and they die. i know this. i know because i killed your dog. and im sorry. but what good was your dog besides for company? he had no skills and no charm either, he drooled and pooped and smelled like poop. the same thing i say for horses , i say for smelly dogs as well. here is my advice;

put goggles on the critter and dip them in chlorine.

'my eyes! the goggles do nothing!'- rainier wolfcastle

'my eyes! my eyes! my precious eyes! i cant see without my eyes!!" -me, age 8-10 ..???

lil spazz and blick

lil spazz went to visit her pal blick in the town of yonder-dilly.spazz was an adorable little doll with long hair and gold eyes, a rare combination. she was also a fan of the simpsons. blick was a goodlooking silver looking dude who liked jumping off thingies and enjoyed the simpsons as well. they spent their weekend in yonder-dilly confirming this, eating sandwichess, watching movies as well as other things that the catholic church would look down upon. blick kept a small chubby tiger as a pet who ruled the house,made sure things were in order , people were getting along etc etc.

everyone got along and all went well except for some competition between the tiger and lil spazz over gigantic asses. in the end, lil tiger won but not by too much, after all, lil spazz just got her bottom imported from puerto rico, a land full of tush. and as for the rest, lil spazz enjoyed her time with blick who was an absolute dear and clever as fuck. perhaps another visit to yonder-dilly is in store! only time will tell.

hot mess over here

had some big whooaaa moments. not sure what fates up to but tarot's been all likefuckkkkkkkkkkk you in a badddddd place chica. maybe. we'll c. fell apart a minute ago hopefuly i just did too many readings.dunoo dunno dunno i feel bad bad bad .

shoulda hung out with friends tonight. definetly

stolen quote 'we have decided not to die"

that is one way to put it

all i need is heat

i know exactly what i want and where i want to be. i know how to get there and how much it will cost and how long the walk will take me. i know what i will bring with me and what i will purchase. i know what song i will listen to when i get there and i know wine will somehow be involved. i know what time i want it to be and what shoes i will be wearing. i know what smell i want to smell while im there and i know that this dream is all possible provided i have at least 10 bucks on me and the temperature would need to be about 74 degrees

i could go alone or with someone else. i want to take pictures of this event.

i dont want your seed

No.

my voice just wasnt meant to be nice

i can hear myself from the side and how disinterested i sound with even things i am interested in. so imagine the stuff i dont care about. blgeh. wannna SEE what i sound like? i sound like this:


___-______________-_-_______-
______-_____________________

all one. some small highs and slight lows. borrrrrrrrrring.

ok go ? more like ok NO !

came up with that little zinger all by my lonesome

creating the worst band of all time

an 11 person goth band. no drums, no keyboards. no bass. nothing but guitars. we all play one string at a time. and we all sing in unison or we dont sing at all. and all in different ranges. since there are a lot of people a few will have to sing the same range. i predict worldwide fame

do you know what my dream is?

one of them (part 2 to the last entry)


is to steal a forklift. no. several.but i would need other people.round up some people. steal some fork lifts. take em out for a race. i know they cant go fast at all. but maybe ill imagine they can. say they could go semi-fast! not insanely fast but yeah, semi.

we take these forklifts. 2 people per cart. one drives, the other stands on the back holding onto the sides throwing bananas and shells at the forklifts behind them! AND WE HAVE A REAL LIFE GAME OF MARIO KART!

i will do this at some point. i will even if i have to be on a motorcycle instead. or jeep

drunk driving with your feet at 1am

luckily i dont know how to drive. so i guess this is for those creative wreckless ones who do and dont care,

this is simply to test your multi tasking skills while your drunk. and to see if you survive



try drunk driving with your feet. if youre a guy, take off your shoes and wrap your toesies around the wheel. women can do the same or in high heels since a heel is like one super long toe from behind. and depending on the shoe maybe even stronger than a toe. use the other foot for breaks or whatever. multi task. now you have your hands free. eat a burger maybe, finish that beer. stick your head out the window for air. drive along the sidewalk if noones around. honk your horn. blast something real badass or weird. whatever fits your mood and suits the moment.



there will be a part 2.but only semi related to this

...AND J.G THIRLWELL IS LIVING MY DREAM LIFE

THIS.... THIS1!! HE DOES THEMES TOO AND ALTER EGOS.

i still love leatherface and frankie stubbs but hes got some SERIOUS competiton with this man..

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._G._Thirlwell

MY CHEESE FELL ON THE FLOOR OMG BRB

i ate it anyway.







owwwwwwwwwww, my head.

eyes are heavy because peoplei luv will notluv me to the full extent of thelaw

there is this dude i know whos arm is so big and he protects me,i saw him in the train, he knows when im down,he covers me so,he knows when i need it, the light is so light, i need a glass room to wake up in again, i miss myluvs

all i ever do

is send out e-mails, cook, drink, read about/look at photography. what the hell am i gonna do with that? "i know how to swim." "oh, i know abouut this photographer" "oh yeah? good for you. im gonna go save someones life. you keep looking at those pretty pictures"

just typing that sent shivers down my spine.

IT FUCKIN SMELLS LIKE VOMIT IN MY ROOM

a look at things to come?

our dishes look like a joke

a watermelon bowl? a cow shaped cup? and all way too big. looks like a bunch of big fat retards live here



the cup is held up by udders. how disgusting

like i said before

when i grow up im going to be this man

LivRbustR

I can go for one of those guys right about now. im totally gonna sell that shit

sniz and fondue were rad

this makes sense to me

3rd try

spanish peoplez

what ever happened to Pegleg seg? does anyone know? does he still exist? i tried t o look for that mofo on facebook but i forgot his last name. what is it Garcia? gonzalez? its some kind of typical spanish name

does anyoen know if he has any friends left? im just curious if hes in a mental institution. he used to tell me fucked up stories about how some girl raped him. not sure if that was true or not considering he made up a lot of shit



my moms in the other room being mad puerto rican with her heavy brooklyn accent, talkin shit about her sister and co workers and about how she aint gonna take that shit anymore, cursing, fuck fuck fuck , fuckin bitch,"im gonna smack the shit out of her", "she gotta cut that shit out" "i need more hours, if they dont give em to me, im callin the union again". my mom and the union.