| Dear Journal, Listen Bitch we gotta talk..... |
[May. 8th, 2004|04:48 pm] |
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Hey sweetie how are you im pleasantly spectacular without being a snobby little bitch not like that broad , you know the pastry and the her girls, so anyhow i recently heard through the grapevine that some fine variety of people recently ran into you, WAIT IM SPEAKING BITCH, and engaged in conversation with you, hold on , SHUTUP!! and LET ME FINISH!! alRIGHt!!, apparently someone cant keep her ugly digital mouth shut and spit all my bussiness to a bunch of stupid broads and bro's who felt it was neccessary to leave me little post it notes, god !!!!!!!!!!!!stupid comments like hey lets get together sometime and lets get knives, hell they even wrote to one another and i quote "i know what that means ANNa" .... enough said, from the girl with the dildo in her mouth and that wierdo asian who thinks im interesting, even the virgin mary wrote to me, did you have to take my bussiness to the catholic church,huh journal did you, well anyway SHUTUPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!! IM not FINIshed...thats right bitch you'll explain when i'm done... you know what dont actually, cause what im gettin at is this, i never realized how popular i was till there was you, i never realized how much people who were choking and smelly mermaids wanted to hang out with me or make me stuff, a molusk thinks im really cool and this dudes house ,yeah the one that speaks through the virgin mary, gave me props hehehe, hell even pastries made of dirt and a Kitty Urine want to add something to my life like F^%#HGF or cat urine wants for us to hang out sometime but i dont know it kinda smells so ... but anyhow what i reallyt wanted to say was even though you got a huge mouth your still my friend and confidant, best friends forever ok, love yah muah talk to u latro , |
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| Dear Journal, |
[May. 8th, 2004|04:31 pm] |
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Hey sweetie how are you im pleasantly spectacular without being a snobby little bitch not like that broad , you know the pastry and the her girls, so anyhow i recently heard through the grapevine that some fine variety of people had found you and engaged in conversation now hold on , SHUTUP!! and LET ME FINISH!! alRIGHt!!, apparently someone cant keep her ugly digital mouth shut and spit all my bussiness to a bunch of stupid broads and bro's who felt it was neccessary to leave me little post it notes, god !!!!!!!!!!!!stupid comments like hey lets get together sometimew and lets get knives hell they even wrote to one another and i quote i know what that means ANNa" .... enough said from the girl with the dildo in her mouth and that wierdop asian who thinks im interesting, even the virgin mar wrote to me did you have to take my bussiness to the catholic church, journal did you, well anyway SHUTUPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!! IM not FINIshed...thats right bitch you'll explain when i'm done... you know what dont actually, cause what im gettin at is this, i never realised how popular i was till there was you, i never realized how much people who were choking and smelly mermaids wanted to hang out with me or make mer stuff, a molusk thinks im really cool and this dudes house ,well it speaks through the virgin mary, gives me props hehehe, hell even pastries made of dirt and a kitty piss , want to add some thing to my life likeF^%#HGF or cay urine wants for us to hang out sometime but i dont know it kinda smells so ... but anyhow what i reallyt wanted to say was even though you got a huge mouth your still my friend and confidant, best friends forever ok, love yah muah talk to u latro , |
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| cocoa and tokens of my affection for friends |
[May. 8th, 2004|04:09 pm] |
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None of you are my friends , listen petunia you,ve been driving me to the market and i appreciate your interest in matrimony but i have crabs to feed and when im proud of astral projection you're fond of my nuissance, i understand we can work things out but do i want to do we want to ... once when i was young, a man came to me wearing a mouth colored winter he said there is an ice cube in my mouth have you ever tried oral with an ice cube in your mouth , i replied baaaah baaaah for you see i was week, the first of july and there was fire in the sky,i was a sheep and he was the wolf shepherd , he took my hand and we walked into the desert their we saw a friend of ours the Fat CAt Adobe,he told us of shelter neareby you see the pig built a home a shanty if you will, down the desert to the valley a right on the heart and right past the alley, we arrived all three, we knocked on that door and it slowly opened wide we found noone inside, seems the piggy had died and left behind a fine supply of narcotics for the wolfie and i, thrilling and filling and spilling , all on my face through the windows of my skull blastin and laughin oh boy we were young, my toungue got real swollen, and the wolfman he said no worry no hurry put this in your head so i placed a few to skull and into my face went heaven and seven and seven and seven if man is 5 and the devil is six than god was 7 god is seven and me i was big as a bunny can get big as a sheep and the devil he said O your my Buddy, so you see the sheep bunny was me and along came th devil shepherd who is my friend you see, he's here to enhance, enhance, angels lose wings and B1 know s from experience so listen my friends let go of your wings you dont need em we've got each other...trust in me and the shepherd our intentions are good we only mean to enhance and when you're a zulma or a sadie you'll thank us, trust in us we trust in you, you'll thank us for all we can do for you, the few the proud the populars, we're all in the club so give this thug a hug, come with B1 and Tet, we have cocoa and tokens of our affection, wont you be a friend |
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| HEY JOURNAL ITS ME AGAIN HEHEHE |
[Mar. 6th, 2004|06:18 pm] |
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hows my little journal, i'm miserable my little cutesy... me and anna got in the worst argument evvvvr!!! it was horrible hooooorrrrriiiibkillkillkillkillbblee, so we were chating on one of the internet lounge hot spots where my friends and i talk about dancing and the movies and pop culture and trends ... you know ..."whose hot whose not"... and feelings and stuff, so anyway me and anna get to talkin and she says ha its funny how much we have in common... and i say well yeah but you know we're very different... and she's like "Excuse me" ...And i'm like look hun we're from two different sides of the track you know ... where i'm from we get down dirty ... we smoke pot hardcore and, we sit on the curb and watch cars that are unfamiliar to our hood, where i'm from we gotta catch the bus to work and have exact change or else ,you gotta deal with the truth yo the hardcore truth... the real world baby... and she's like whateva ... so im like look your from across the bridge where the streets are paved with smiles and opportunity, where im from the world dont smile it looks at you with coldeyes that say hulk mad hulk real mad hulk crush your spirit and pave your streets in blood ese... anyway she totally blew me off she says that she cant be with someone that cant recognize how gangsta gangsta she is fo real ... whatever that trick is trippin i'll catch her on the flipside and maybe she'll catch a fat five across the face place.. yo yo yo ... well anyways journal... i've gotta go... P.S i think I've got a crush on dennis, ahhhh, but shhhshh dont tell ok ... alright peace out holes ( hahaha I LOVE YOU ANNA Muah hahah -dedicated to polvo187 keep it gangsta g ) oh and journal please write back i need a friend hehehe...( and to all the fly bitches i love anna) |
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| dear journal |
[Feb. 26th, 2004|08:04 pm] |
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dearest journal sometimes i feel like your my only friend, i am so lonesome ever so lonesome here in beaumont i miss my shinygirl and my friends, oh and i wish there was someway i could tell mary i dont blame her nor am i upset with her infact i would like to see her very soon but how ever could i gather the huebos to do that, oh journal whatever shall i do, i am going splat on the walls like kurt cobains brain, i got in trouble today by my mom god i hate her, she yelled at me for writing prophecy on the walls with feces, and my dad hates me for proving his god is dead, my sister is gaining a serious attraction to my left ancle and my brother molested my grandfather twice last night worst of all , i think i'm gonna explode, that ticking in my skull wont go away but i think im gonna be ok i met someone today his name is mud, thats french for mud, he's ever so wonderful, and he's got hte same nervous tiks i do, oh perhaps i've finally found a friend please write me back journal and remember, this is our little secret and if you tell anyone i will come to your house and i will cut you! |
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| carnivale |
[Feb. 26th, 2004|07:41 pm] |
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slander, fool maggot, slander, bite your toungue fool faggot bite your toungue, dance with me in drear light of zoo pregnat, pungent smell of lilac and angels wings, mish mashed, stish stashed, thoughts cached for future reference that there by chance, might arise the opportunity, to stain and soil ones good name and person, with horrid rumor, beastly tumor, impoverished humor,i pray your new self drowns in arabesque, elephant memory, keeping tabs of all i've said and done, come into the flushotzoo, watch me catch tigers in red weather, my dissillusionments of ten o'clock |
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| hardy har enhance enhance |
[Feb. 22nd, 2004|12:06 am] |
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ima rabit with pelvic disfunction and urinary tracts that are all like yoyoyo can you hook up a fatsack and im like fo sho and steves like fo sho and the tracts are like we're flakin and i'm like ahhhhhhhh, and then blast kaboom boomety boom boom, my head explodes , but nevermind my intentions were pure, they were good i had only meant to enhance, enhance, the lives of the confused, blah blah blah theres an extra spaceafter the second blah try to fit your souls in it, blah, hey busy bee i'll send you pics you make me icons agreed yaaay...o, hehehe |
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| Radio Hydrogen. |
[Feb. 21st, 2004|04:16 am] |
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55 herbs and spices make up a very delightful after dinner drink. everytime one drives a 1964 dodge dartwagon, an angel loses it wings. tell me of my birthday month. peace be with you all. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2004|04:42 pm] |
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hi fishbitch, my fishbitch, muah |
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