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so he's meeting virginia now....
how odd, i didn't ever expect to get this sick feeling in my stomach ever again.
but i have.
my insides are falling out, they feel like they're falling out and i am strangely sad.
i will never see him again.
jesus fucking christ.
i still miss him, every now and again. god his feet smelled horrid.
god.
god, if you're around.
help me. please. help me to do the things i need to do, like attend english class and clean my cell for inspects.
like finish andrew's arrangements and do a little bit myself.
like love the indigent nobleman, despite everything that tells me not to.
like stop watching porn, and start playing tennis.
like help my mom go into the ocean.
like forget him, and all of the bad things i did.
like keep my nose clean, and start helping others.
like forgiving ignorance, and utter stupidity, even when i'm surrounded by it.
help me not to give up, give in, and break down crying.
i love you. i love you so much it hurts. that's right. YOU.
please love me back.
GOD DAMN IT ALL TO HELL.
forgive me father, for i may have sinned, back there at the stop and shop.
i want to throw everything away and contract a massive case of amnesia.
i want to forget, why won't it let it go?
fuck it. time to watch "fight club".
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ha ha. milk cartons.
" war sucks --- why fight it? "
stupid fucks. all of you. i used to be a goddamned pacifist but now i just want to start firebombing. everything.
fucking rainbows don't mean shit.
do not ever celebrate diversity. ever. you give up your own identity when you become a part of the crowd. yeah, that's right, be a special, unique flower, just like everybody fucking else.
god it feels good to be doing this shit again.
" remember, children: santa = satan." - dana carvey, "the church lady"
saturday night live sucks so much ass now.
" cocksmooch "
top five what?!
stupid bitch. go eat a gallon of sand on a rollercoaster. i posess the indigent nobleman now. for now, i mean.
you think i'm leaving? HA! joke's on you, bitch. i am a stray fucking dog.
is the fact that i'm at least semi-willing to help you have your dream at least a little relevant?
jake, you're the fucking greatest. numbah wahn. ah so.
laugh. NOW. laugh until you hurt, and tears are rolling, and you're choking.
wow. laughing, choking. fucking radiohead song.
yes, dumbass, i believe in god. just in a really weird format, like the old apple IIe floppy disks.
kidding, god. joke disclaimer.
hey, davido.........TOR. FOREVER. hope you like the cold. better get those blankies over your head.
there is a man that was called douglas adams. he isn't called that anymore because he's pushing up daisies. at any rate, he wrote a story called "the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy." ever heard of it? oh, well. irrelevant. in that story he describes how many uses a towel has. which equals up to, in the end, a whole hell of a lot.
anyway, my point is, that in real life, you wrap a towel around your head in a fight, your bitch ass is gonna get eighty sixed, children. you know what i'm sayin'?
word, yo.
ahhhhhh, it's good to be back, i think.
