| My name is Bwahaha! |
[Aug. 27th, 2004|01:15 am] |
Drama is gay.
Teenage angst is gayer.
A good 99 percent of the human race can suck my cock.
Jesus saves, and i mean that. |
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| REPUNTA!!! |
[Aug. 18th, 2004|07:54 am] |
I beleive i am going to make a new friends only journal, if you want to be added on it reply to this and ill keep you in mind for when i consider it ready.
So in the words of the Arelys, "Goodnight bitches!". |
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[Aug. 15th, 2004|04:27 am] |
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98% of the teenage population does/has tried pot. If you're part of the 2% who hasn't, copy this in your journal |
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| Coolness |
[Aug. 2nd, 2004|09:41 pm] |
Warped tour is cool.
My face is sore from getting fisted many times, and its awesome.
I lost my free CD compilation in the mosh pit.
Totally wasting time walking around aimless and missing bands with Arelys is more fun than should rightly be so...
Shannon is cuter than i thought, and that hug wasnt long enough.
Ive upgraded NFG from crap band to listenable.
This entry is kind of pointless, i hate journals.
I think i can smell some OZZFest... |
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| Thru the eyes. |
[Jul. 8th, 2004|11:12 pm] |
She sat down and began to cry.
I told her its ok, its really not that bad.
"If only i could mean it." I thought.
Its kind of weird how she is the one crying.
How a person could love so much.
I can see nothing but desperation in her eyes, like everything she ever thought was worth living for is gone.
But ofcourse i would feel the same, infact i do.
I think im losing her to.
But even now i have to be to "macho" to cry dont i.
Not one tear....
I wanted to cry, but i could never shed enough tears.
I wanted to scream, but i could never scream loud enough.
I wanted to pound my head, but i could never pound hard enough.
I wanted to destroy every smile i saw, but what for?
It wont change anything.
Several days later, now i have nothing, not even myself.
Last night i talked with an angel, she spoke in the colors of roses.
She said "Its really not that bad, and i mean that. Just smile, and love, and show your as happy as they make you, show them that they mean everything you say they do, to you. Im sorry but i have to go now." And i.. "Please dont go, i dont want you to, i dont want to be alone." I cried on her shoulder and told her i dont want to go, im not ready.
She just rubbed my back and said "I have to go.."
I cant look anyone in the eyes.
I cant....
I made myself some cereal, and came out to the living room.
The TV is off, everyone is just sitting there, staring at a random spot on the carpet.
"What the fuck are you doing?!!" I shouted "You all have so much life left and you sit there like everyone around you is dying!"
I got no response so i threw the bowl of cereal thru the window and went to my room.
I stared in the mirror for a goo 15 minutes, and i wish i had the time to tell you about all the things i saw.
I knew it had to change, nothing is worth this.
Several weeks later, i guess ive accepted the truth somewhat by now, but the knot in my throat has all but disapeared.
Last night i talked with the Devil, he spoke in the shape of thunder.
He said "Do it, take everyone, destroy everything you want to, i wont go until you do."
I told him i want him to leave, im ready, and i cant wait.
Several months later, im feeling kind of weak and slow, im scared and my heart constantly races, i dont know when im going to wakeup.
I decide to take a nap so i turn on the record player and lay down.
As soon as i close my eyes my entire life flashes before me.
I no longer feel weak, my heart no longer races, infact i dont feel it beating at all.
I was flaoting, bodiless for the time being.
I listenened to the lullabies of tears hitting the floor.
And i wished i could comfort them, and then, i was swiftly torn away..
I saw a light, just like the stories i always heard.
I met with old friends and people who i never know were my friends, i met some strangers who wanted to shake my hand, and in the course of one second i had over athousand in depth conversations about the mortal perception of life and death, and the properties of man.
I met a man who has done this millions of times and learned that i myself was a veteran.
Im in a room, atleast i think i am, all white, no walls insight.
But there is a door, made of old chiped wood and beat up wood and a dull silver knob.
I asked what its for and they all said on the other side is a wonderful treasure and its all mine.
To be continued......................................................................................... ............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ |
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| Silence, PT's I-IV. |
[Jun. 25th, 2004|11:04 pm] |
Silence is a golden thread.
The thread is a point in time.
It is when God ties himself to you.
Finger to finger, thread to thread.
Mine is a knot tied loose, yet secure.
Silence is when the roses scream.
Begging to be caressed.
Begging to be set free.
Begging for death.
It is the only cure for their disease.
Silence is a gentle kiss.
By angels to let you know they are there.
Not to show you the way, but to help you pave it.
This kiss that glows and fills with warmth.
It pushes me forward.
Silence is when i die.
Drying my own tears.
Shattering all my cries.
The end of all my fears.
Silence is divine. |
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| Yo |
[Jun. 18th, 2004|10:13 pm] |
Felicitations! You're goth Barbie! ...
Unfortunately we didn't have a very
goth-looking Barbie, so you get this nice
jungle scene instead. Isn't that wonderful?
^^; You're probably just angry at something, or
maybe you really are a goth, to which I reply
'more power to you!' Goths are shibby, even if
they are all broody all the time.
Which slightly offensive random Barbie stereotype are you?
brought to you by Quizilla |
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| Stolen from the Arelys. |
[Jun. 9th, 2004|02:17 pm] |
1. Your LiveJournal user name & what it means:
Its motivational.
2. On a scale of 1-10 (10 being the highest) how well does your LiveJournal represent who you actually are?
4-5?
3. How much about your life do you post to LJ?
Barely anything.
4. Is there anything you refuse to post about?
No, and by the way, i have a 2 inch penis...
5. On a scale of 1-10 how interesting do you think your own journal is to others?
3.
6. Has anyone ever joined LJ because of you?
Maybe one...
7. What proportion of your posts are friends only?
0%
8. What is your favorite interest on LJ?
Tie between drums and motocross.
9. How often do you post in communities, and did you ever start your own?
Everytime i get my period. And no.
10. How often do you respond to/comment on other people's journals?
Whenever i have something stupid and pointless to say.
11. Do you prefer to write in your journal or read other journals?
Read other people's journals.
12. Have you ever had something mean said to you or been stalked, harassed or got into an argument/flame war on LJ (or did it to someone else)?
No.
13. Have you ever banned someone from your journal?
No.
14. Who are your three favorite LJ friend(s) and why?
Shannon, Arelys and Since1987, whatever her real name is, its a cool journal..
15. Of all of the people on LJ you know of, who is the most like you?
Arelys.
16. Why are you most likely to add someone to your friends list?
Cause they have a vagina.
17. Do you automatically add friends to your journal if they add you first?
If i r like dem.
18. What is the most likely reason you wouldn't add someone to your friends list?
They have a penis, or like Britney Spears music.
19. Is your "significant other" on LJ?
No.
20. Have you ever wanted to meet someone on LJ?
Slightly. |
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| BEHOLD!!! |
[May. 25th, 2004|03:17 am] |
This is not a double pedal, this is a single foot pedal my little niglets, imagine 2 of these babys at work, look at how fast that thing is going and hes barely even moving his feet, DAMNIT!!! |
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| Hahaha, haha........ Ha! |
[May. 22nd, 2004|09:01 pm] |
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I went to a show today and moshed for the first time ever, woot woot. |
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| Seriously serious, seriousness. |
[May. 19th, 2004|11:42 pm] |
Well my day started with a bang, literally, when i woke
up i letout a huge steamer, and it was good, it sounded just like a
linkin park song, thats how you know its a winner.
After that i went to have breakfast at Ihop in my usual morning
attire of bunny slippers, speedo swim wear, a cowboy hat and "Lick
me please" painted allover my body, im quite popular there, the
manager is so nice, he always is courteous enough to call a police
officer to come pick me up, the only problem is im usually im not
done when they get there and they wanna leave right away.
When i got home i bathed in oil and vinegar, with lettuce sprinkled
on the top.
After that ive pretty much spent the whole day up to this point on
the computer looking up different ways harvest French Canadien
midgets using the bellys of homosexual Colombian men.
Actually today some guys i met that play guitar recently, came over to practice, i guess a band is starting hither...
So, with no delay, i introduce "Curtis and the Julio brigade!". (Not really our name.)
Eduardo- Lead guitar/Fag picture poser.
Armando- Rhythm guitar/vocals.
Mike- Bass guitar/Vocals.
Curtis- Drums/badass.
Cory- Gameboy.
The band...
Good day. |
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| Eureka!! |
[May. 16th, 2004|02:05 am] |
Do you think your vagina is any match for this?
BWAHAHA!!
Your vagina is no match! |
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| So you like my teeth? |
[May. 15th, 2004|01:47 pm] |
Yeah i know i need to shave.
But daaaaang i got fangs dizawg!
Uugh... I dont know why i attempt to appease disgusting perverts like Arelys. |
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| Do this on your journal or die. |
[May. 14th, 2004|10:28 pm] |
If I were a month I would be: Oct
If I were a day of the week I would be: Saturday
If I were a time of day I would be: Midnight - sunrise
If I were a planet I would be: Mars
If I were a sea animal I would be: A Dolphin
If I were a direction I would be: Forward
If I were a piece of furniture I would be: Bed
If I were a historical figure I would be: Statue of liberty
If I were a liquid I would be: Blood
If I were a stone, I would be: Granite
If I were a tree, I would be: Sequioa
If I were a bird, I would be: Eagle
If I were a tool, I would be: Hammer
If I were a flower/plant, I would be: Sunflower or a red rose
If I were a kind of weather, I would be: Rainy
If I were a musical instrument, I would be: Violin
If I were an animal, I would be: Cheetah
If I were a color, I would be: Red
If I were an emotion, I would be: Joy
If I were a vegetable, I would be: Larry the Cucumber
If I were a sound, I would be: A laugh
If I were an element, I would be: Water
If I were a car, I would be: 71 Mustang or 69 Corvette, but Kayla wants me to say Evo7.
If I were a song, I would be: Cut paper wrist
If I were a movie, I would be directed by: The guy that did Crouching tiget, Hidden dragon.
If I were a book, I would be written by: Mark Twain.
If I were a food, I would be: A 24 ounce T-bone
If I were a place, I would be: Sun dome or Collosseum
If I were a material, I would be: Iron
If I were a flavor, I would be: Chocalate
If I were a scent, I would be: I dunno but Kayla says Lucky you.
If I were a religion, I would be: Bhudism
If I were a word, I would be: Fuck
If I were an object, I would be: Sword
If I were a body part I would be: Fist
If I were a facial expression I would be: A smile
If I were a subject in school I would be: Art or Algebra 2 honors
If I were a cartoon character I would be: Popeye the sailor man, but Kayla says Shaggy.
If I were a shape I would be: Circle or spiral
If I were a number I would be: 9, Kayla says 4
If I were a penis how big would I be: 6.5 - 7 inches, WTF? |
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| Allow me to introduce..... |
[May. 14th, 2004|02:47 am] |
My sub.
And the instruments of consumption.
Long tongue... Ladies...?
Oh the delectableness of it all, 12 inches of italian MEAT!! And that other stuf.... Oh yeah!!! |
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| Kickass helmet!! |
[May. 14th, 2004|02:18 am] |
OMG! Look at my new Motocross helmoet its crazy!!
Friggin crazy man, im sooo badass. |
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| Burr |
[May. 14th, 2004|01:53 am] |
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Nothing ever comes out quite right on here does it. |
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| I de rather be your friend. |
[May. 12th, 2004|10:08 pm] |
Than your enemy.
Im not a mean person, im not a badass, im not a "Dont take no shit from no one." kinda guy. If you need help ill lend a hand.
But, if people dont like that and think im a pussy because im willing to putup with a lil shit, then fuck them, they can quite sincerely kiss my ass.
I putup with stuff because i know myself, i know who i am and i have allot more than pride.
People (Mainly guys) who like to start shit with others, who like to fight and "Hardcore mufuggas" are the biggest sissies.
They have a need to constantly prove to themselves and everyone else that they are badass's because they dont even know who they are, they are the same people who tel me im a loser and need to get a life and i have no friends, and they dont even have themselves.
They have nothing but pride and not much of it. Pride is not a virtue, honor is.
Pride is a worthless illusion, it doesnt even exist.
Im not saying you should think your a piece of worthless shit, im saying dont think your better than anyone else, dont look down on the druggee that fucked up his life and is to lazy to make a change because they are peoples.
But obviously, murderers, rapist's, ETC.. should be dealt with swiftly and painfully.
Just because ill putup with shit doesnt mean i cant fend for myself, it might sound cocky but in recent tournaments i guess ive found i lil confidence in myself and my fighting skills, and im trying not to let it go to me head and it hasnt happend yet.
My Sensei (Karate instructor) helps keep me with a level head, mainly by hitting it with a stick.
Im not sure whatelse to say.
One of the things im trying to say i guess is that im not a person to be intimidated by, say what you want im not judging you, cause if your reading this journal chances are i plan on being the best friend i possibly can to you, and if you dont plan on doing the same, leave me allone or something, i only want good friends.
Aaahh fuck im tired and ill probably make another post about this. |
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