Humorless. Senseless. Tasteless. humaniod. Chronological. Biological. Disgusting. Filth. Dirt. Face. Mountian. Dinosaurs. Crippliling. Spelling. Hatchet. Management. Government. Slimes. Rudeness. Hooligans. Obscenities. Beans. Gracie. Control. Contruversies. Mythilogical. Symbolism. Nameiology. FAG MAN.

It's the only way To untie the pain From a heart that has suffered It's the only way To untie the pain From a mind that is strangled There's a razor with my name It carves my life away And I'll find out who's real Right now

I am a shitty person. When I hurt someone else's feelings I really dont care about that. But I can change. I just don't want to get to attached to anyone. Because it seems to me that everyone I become attached to end up treating me like shit and never talking to me again. So I try to make myself an iron box and not care about anyone. But I can change. You know that I never meant to hurt you. I never mean to hurt anyone unless they deserve it. And I have a apology to create and give to you. And truthfully I am trying

So anyway let me lay out the scene for you. I had just gone to culver's to get some food. And I am sitting at the stoplight waiting to cross... Then this biker kid rolls into the the two lanes on my left and he looked like he was going to cut in front of me. So I rolled down my window. And when the light turned green I started to go and so did he... So I yelled out the window at that little fucktard. THE LIGHT IS GREEN FOR ME!!! NOT FOR YOU!!! and he just sat there in the middle of the road and stared at me horrified... All in a days work...

I AM FEELING ORGASMIC

16 names on my list... And none of them could ever get me hot like this.

I will bleed you out. Just want to throw you away. I want to bleed you out. Then just throw you away. So anyways How wow how you doing world.

Friendships. Trust. Family. Anger. Sadness. Drive. Incentive. Desire. Tyranny. Love. Hope. Life. Wants. Goals. You.

Wow you are all douche bags. I am at your dads house right now with all you people behind me and I am pretty sure you all are being bitches.

I wipe my butt with my face.

Emo- Douche bag who cuts his hair funny and has eyeliner tears, and who writes messages in his skin. Jock- Douche bag who thinks that he is cool so he drinks with all his buddies and fucks little girls, because he is cool. Prep- Douche bag in Polo shirts who is better than everyone else. Stoner- Douche bag with no friends. Me- Douche Bag! who is friends with everyone.

Welcome to the story of my life. Shit flows from every corridor. This is the hell hole I live in. The darkness I fell into seemingless ends. The mind bends around every corner I find. And even now the constant controling nature of my nefarious complexity comes baring down onto my shoulders like the passionate dagger in heart. The knife sinks in and soon I feel the blood soak into my shirt and move along my chest. I notice not what I have had found but only to see and feel that the penetration has never been slone upon my bossom. The blood was not really real. so was it in my head or just a sign. I certainly couldn't have imagined such intensity so it must have been a sign. But of what? Possibly my imminant self destruction of my heartless concepts. Hmmm... What a insignificant possiblity. SHIT

Ok well I have alot on my mind so the names are changed to manly names because I am manly. Greg and David were walking together. Greg is 5'10" medium build and smashing. David is 6'2" kinda scranny but simply hansome. These to men are high schoolers. both 18 and ready to live wonderful lives. Both don't know what they want to do in ten years but they know they want to do whatever makes them happy. Eager to get out of the house David moves into an apartment and invites Greg to room with him. So Greg and David live together. Greg has a steady girlfriend and fucks her alot. David is a one-night-stand kinda guy. Fucks then flees. So Greg breaks it off with his girl. He crys about it in his sleep but David is no help to Greg because he is too busy chasing the next piece of ass to walk by the window. Greg ends up getting fed up with David. He hates the way He lives. He hates watching all those girls leave the next morning. He hates David for everything he stands for. So he leaves. David doesn't care what Greg thinks and ends up fucking the wrong girl. David dies of Aids 12yrs. later. Greg left and got in a car accident 4 blocks away. his car caught fire and burn him so badly they couldn't recognize his body. Wow

So Racism. What is Racism? Race ism. Lets divide it and look at the two words seperately. Race- Means to run. Run in competition. Race. Shit what the fuck does race mean. who give a damn. Next word Ism- Now this people is a word worth talking about. Ism is like the reason why bananas are yellow. Its why some seedless watermelons have seeds. It is the whole reason that people are addicted to World of Warcraft. ISM!!! SCream its greatness... So if you put such a powerful word Like ISM after anything it will obviously be an awesome thing. So that is why I support Raceism in every way. It is a perfect way to Show what the word race really means. raceISM is such a wonderfull thing. Just for the ISM On two final notes alll the ISM words are cool so support the cause. This time next week is our all new episode of sexism. Lastly a shout out to someone special FUCK YOU MICHEAL

Take what you will, what you will And leave. Could you kill, could you kill me If the world was on fire and nothing was left but hope or desire And take all that I could require, his vision Or am I on the floor over-desperate? Hold hands streaming of blood again? And then take full weight of me Guard my dreams, figure this out, It's me on my own. Helpless, hurting, hell Will you stay strong as you promised? Cause I'm stranded and bare. Meanness is washed up in all that I am is God. Take this and all, Then grace takes me to a place Of the father you never had Ripping and breaking and tearing apart This is not heaven This is my hell.

One last glance from a taxi cab Images scar my mind For weeks've felt like years Since your full attention was all mine The night was young and so were we Talked about life, God, death, and your family Didn't want any promises, Just my undivided honesty, and you said I am the patron saint of lost causes A fraction of who I once believed (change) only a matter of time Opinions I would try and rewrite If life had background music playing your song I've got to be honest, I tried to escape you But the orchestra plays on, and they sang Oh oh, things are gonna change now for the better Oh oh, things are gonna change Give me time to prove Prove I want the rest of yours (prelude) Call this a prelude to a lifetime of you It's not that I hang on every word I hang myself on what you repeat It's not that I keep hanging on I'm never letting go Save me from myself Save me from myself Help me save me from myself Save me from myself Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through Dismantle me down You dismantle me You dismantle me

I was there, crouching in the bloodsplattered corridor. I quickly reload my gun, careful to be ever so silent with it. I breathe deep three times. and prepare for the next kill. I creep quietly along the hall until I hear the familiar gargle of my enemies. Then just as soon as the gargle started it quit. I brace for an attack, assuming that they have picked up my scent. Then a second passes, I remember to my training, always strike first. So I crouch and leap across the doorway firing twice into the first man. And quickly striking the second with the hilt of my rifle into his throat. The third trys to raise his gun to fire. But is to slow I side step and with one movement I remove my knife and slide it in to his heart... All three bodies hit the floor simmenatously. I reload and continue...

Duracel And Energizer Cub and Cash Wise Chuck Norris and Bruce lee Jackie Chan And Jet li Samuel L Jackson and Snakes on that Mother Fucking Plane So many contrasts. When will it ever end So Basically I found out today that my grand dad was in a spanking fraternity. Well I say shit on that if you know what I mean... Hahahahaha

So if you were to ask me what I am going to do with my life, I have no fucking clue... So what up. How is life. Well my life is weird. The world as we know it is quickly fading. We are destroying the planet every day. Every hour... We need to establish something so that way we can survive longer than just until our drugs wear off. So I ask you potheads and Aclies to unite under one common purpose. I declare HERION!!! WHAAAA!!!! Gives you the same high without destroying the enviroment. Rock on people. Shoot up today in order to save the air for people who really need it...

Your beautiful. This goes out to all the children of the SIt DiarY. Your beautiful.. I saw your faces in crowded places.. And I don't know what to do.. Your so beautiful and I am in love with you... So fuck everyone who thinks otherwise cuz the way you look makes me want to love you.. So who ever thinks your ugly I will hit in the face until they are in so much of a daze that there are two of you... so yeah Anyway I think that everyone is awesome