Hey everyone. If you don't know who I am, I am ISHMAILE!! Yeah that is right. I am a lonely arabic brother. I am no terrorist. I am Not muslim. I am a hardcore christian... Paranoia i am a hypocritical paranoid Bastard. I make up alias to hide my true identity.only on two of my diaries do they protray my true name. Nervousness nervousness is a way of saying nothing has made you feel the way this love has made you feel Lightning I am scared of lightning and other assorted objects. My fears often overwhelm my life LIFE... DEATH>>> fat kids................. ............grapefruit............. I've got a plan. We will write to each other in X's and O's and we won't get caught.... XXXXOOOXXOOX OXXOOXOXOXO OXOXOOXOXOXOXOX XOXOXXOXO XOXO XOOXOO OOO XXOSOXOX OXOXO XOXO XOOXOX OXOXOOXO XOOXOXOXOXXOXXOXXO XOXOXO XOXOOXO XOOXOXOXO OOXOXOXO XOOOXOOOOX OX O O XXOXO XOOX OXOO XOOXOXXXOOOOOX OO OO X X X X XOOX XOOOX XOOOOXOOOX XXXXOO XXOOX OXXXOOXO XOXOXOX XOOX OXOX XOOX WELL DID YOU GET IT. My face hurts. someone has to crack my back it hurts

if you only knew...

Harsh words & violent blows Hidden secrets nobody knows Eyes are open, hands are fisted Deep inside I'm warped & twisted So many tricks & so many lies Too many whens & too many whys Nobody's special, nobody's gifted I'm just me, warped & twisted Sleeping awake & choking on a dream Listening loudly to a silent scream Call my mind, the number's unlisted Lost in someone so warped & twisted On my knees, alive but dead Look at the invisible blood I've bled I'm not gone, my mind has drifted Don't expect much, I'm warped & twisted Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow Today's just yesterday's tomorrow The sun died out, the ashes sifted I'm still here, warped & twisted I like this my sister wrote it so fuck you

Hey everyone. If you don't know who I am, I am ISHMAILE!! Yeah that is right. I am a lonely arabic brother. I am no terrorist. I am Not muslim. I am a hardcore christian... Paranoia i am a hypocritical paranoid Bastard. I make up alias to hide my true identity.only on two of my diaries do they protray my true name. Nervousness nervousness is a way of saying nothing has made you feel the way this love has made you feel Lightning I am scared of lightning and other assorted objects. My fears often overwhelm my life LIFE... DEATH>>> fat kids................. ............grapefruit............. I've got a plan. We will write to each other in X's and O's and we won't get caught.... XXXXOOOXXOOX OXXOOXOXOXO OXOXOOXOXOXOXOX XOXOXXOXO XOXO XOOXOO OOO XXOSOXOX OXOXO XOXO XOOXOX OXOXOOXO XOOXOXOXOXXOXXOXXO XOXOXO XOXOOXO XOOXOXOXO OOXOXOXO XOOOXOOOOX OX O O XXOXO XOOX OXOO XOOXOXXXOOOOOX OO OO X X X X XOOX XOOOX XOOOOXOOOX XXXXOO XXOOX OXXXOOXO XOXOXOX XOOX OXOX XOOX WELL DID YOU GET IT. My face hurts. someone has to crack my back it hurts

You all fucking make me sick>.... Fuck all of you shit heads Bull shit

All of my diary consist of 585 different entries that all began Last september. this one has 255 entries. that is shit. I have five other ones so if you like what I write here check out some other ones. Rightfulwrong Nightsky Obseenbastard Warrior ineedadvice yeah bye

Long time no see. Well I am going back on my words of not writing on here any more and i am quite glad i didn't. I hope that everyones summer was quite good

Hello everyone i am saddened. The one person has stopped writing so I will too... At least on this on if you know my secret hidden special diarys then visit me. but if you don't then fucking ask me. If you want to know what all my secret entrys say I will be putting some of them on the other diarys so yeah. I love you people. all you people.

You know what, people laugh at me when i wear my pumpkin shirt. But sometimes I feel like that pumpkin. Carved the way everyone else wants me to be. A funny smile and hollow eyes. Hollow everywhere else too. Hollow so that I can't feel the slam of the pumpkin body being slamed into a wall. Being pierced again and again by a blade. Huh, maybe not...

My mom is freaking out at me all the time for nothing. I feel like chewing my ears off

But all I could do was close my eyes And cross my arms and hope to die Cause you don't fucking listen When I'm around. The least you could do is take it back All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks Cause I can't fucking stand it. When You're Around. Midwest aftermath, the rumors start to rise Did I truly do the things that you've described? They must hate me, every single one It just sickens them, what I consider fun. But all I could do was close my eyes And cross my arms and hope to die Cause you don't fucking listen When I'm around. The least you could do is take it back All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks, Cause I can't fucking stand it. When You're Around. But all I could do was close my eyes And cross my arms and hope to die Cause you don't fucking listen When I'm around. The least you could do is take it back All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks Cause I can't fucking stand it. When You're Around. No I can't fucking stand it, when you're around. No I can't fucking stand it, when you're around.

You Are a Bright Star Soul Like a shining star, you have no trouble being the center of attention In fact, you often feel a bit hurt when all eyes aren't on you You need to be number one in everything, no matter how trivial And it's this ego that both hurts your confidence and helps you acheive You're dramatic and a powerhouse of pure energy You posess a divine quality or uniqueness that's hard to define A natural performer, it's likely you'll become famous in some circles. Just learn not to take everyone's reaction to you so personally! Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul and Prophet SoulWhat Kind of Soul Are You?

All night long the Cong had been moving around killing the wounded. Every few minutes I heard some guy start screaming, "No no no please," and then a burst of bullets. When they found a guy who was wounded, they'd make an awful racket. They'd yell for their buddies and babble awhile, then turn the poor devil over and listen to him while they stuck a barrel in his face and squeezed. The fire was still increasing. We were all crouched as low as possible, but still keeping up a steady trot, looking from to side. I glanced back at Richards, one of the company's radio operators. Just as I looked back, he moaned softly and fell to the ground. I knelt down and looked at him, and he shuddered and started to gurgle deep in his stomach. His eyes and tongue popped out, and he died. He had a hole straight through his heart. It felt as if a white-hot sledge hammer had hit the right side of my face. Then something hot and stinging hit my left leg. I lost consciousness for a few seconds. I came out of it feeling intense pain in my leg and a numbness in my head. I didn't dare feel my face: I thought the whole side of it had gone. Blood was pouring down my forehead and filling the hollow of my eyeglasses. It was also pouring out of my mouth. I slapped a bandage on the side of my face and tied it around my head. I was numbed, but I suddenly felt better. It had happened, and I was still alive.

Hey everybody, I am Jeff or am I? Oh well, I started this thing where every thursday I dress up funky-like. and Everyone should do it because it is fun. And if you don't I will pierce all three of your nipples. YES 3!! So this thursday do something funky.

Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth

I don't Skinny dip, I chunky dunk

Damn Knees I hate them So anyway I was running around my house, K? then I slipped on a piece of cloth or something in the kitchen and went whoosh. Smack right on my ass. OOOwwww! then my sister laughed at me. Stupid B@tch!

I am proud of you. You stood up and said it. You didn't have your friends fight your battles for you. You said it. Even if you didn't say it to him you still said it. I am proud of you. If you don't know who I am talking about then ask me and I might tell you but I am talking to all of you. You who think I am talking about you should be smiling because I am proud of all of you.

Dear Terrorists, I am a Navy Aviator. I was born and raised in a small town in New England. I come from a family of five. I was raised in a middle class home and taught my values by my mother and father. My dad worked a series of jobs in finance and my mom took care of us kids. We were not an overly religious family but attended church most Sundays. It was a nice small Episcopal Church. I have a brother and sister and I am the youngest in my family. I was the first in many generations to attend college. I have flown Naval aircraft for 16 years. For me the flying was never a lifelong dream or a "calling," it just happened. I needed a job and I liked the challenge. I continue to do it today because I feel it is important to give back to a nation which has given so much to me. I do it because, although I will never be rich, my family will be comfortable. I do it because many of my friends have left for the airlines and someone has to do it. My government has spent millions to train me to fly these multi-million dollar aircraft. I make about 70,000 dollars a year and after 20 years will be offered a pension. I like baseball but think the players make too much money. I am in awe of firemen and policemen and what they do each day for my community, and like teachers, they just don't get paid enough. I respect my elders and always use sir or ma'am when addressing a stranger. I'm not sure about kids these days but I think that's normal for every generation. I tell you all this because when I come for you, I want you to know me. I won't be hiding behind a woman or a child. I won't be disguised or pretending to be something I am not. I will be in a U.S. issue flight suit. I will be wearing standard US issue flight gear, and I will be flying a navy aircraft clearly marked as a US warplane. I wish we could meet up close in a small room where I could wrap my hands around your throat and slowly squeeze the life out of you, but unfortunately, you're hiding in a hole in the ground, so we will have to do this a different way. I want you to know also that I am very good at what I do. I can put a 2,000 lb weapon through a window from 10,000 feet up. I generally only fly at night, so you may want to start sleeping during the day. I am not eager to die for my country but I am willing to sacrifice my life to protect it from animals like you. I will do everything in my power to ensure no civilians are hurt as I take aim at you. My countrymen are a forgiving bunch. Many are already forgetting what you did on Sept 11th. But I will not forget!! I am coming. I hope you know me a little bit better, see you soon...sleep tight. Signed A U.S. Navy Pilot Our Soldiers are one of our greatest assets! God Bless

Harsh words & violent blows Hidden secrets nobody knows Eyes are open, hands are fisted Deep inside I'm warped & twisted So many tricks & so many lies Too many whens & too many whys Nobody's special, nobody's gifted I'm just me, warped & twisted Sleeping awake & choking on a dream Listening loudly to a silent scream Call my mind, the number's unlisted Lost in someone so warped & twisted On my knees, alive but dead Look at the invisible blood I've bled I'm not gone, my mind has drifted Don't expect much, I'm warped & twisted Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow Today's just yesterday's tomorrow The sun died out, the ashes sifted I'm still here, warped & twisted