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[Apr. 13th, 2006|10:52 am] |
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Oh, how I love drinking from brown paper bags outside Hull High at the beach at night and watching skeezy drug deals go on under the windmill. |
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[Mar. 30th, 2006|12:22 pm] |
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| Um, hi? |
[Mar. 27th, 2006|02:31 pm] |
I've mutated since the last time I posted a picture. It's probably for the best. Who even cares about this journal? Who was speculating about whether I had fallen by the wayside, or ended up dead in a gutter somewhere? What, nobody cared? Eh. I figured as much.
Well, yeah. Ok. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 22nd, 2006|01:57 pm] |
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[Nov. 15th, 2005|08:57 am] |
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I forgot to mention how I almost got arrested last Thursday night. |
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[Nov. 8th, 2005|01:24 pm] |
How is $11
going to be enough gas money
to get me from Braintree to Taunton to Salem and then to Weymouth?
I have no idea.
Do you? |
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| Happy Halloween, bitches. |
[Oct. 31st, 2005|11:10 am] |
Bonfires burning bright
Pumpkin faces in the night
I remember halloween
Dead cats hanging from poles
Little dead are out in groves
I remember halloween
Brown leafed vertigo
Where skeletal life is known
I remember halloween
This day anything goes
Burning bodies hanging from poles
I remember halloween
Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween
Candy apples and razor blades
Little dead are soon in graves
I remember halloween
This day anything goes
Burning bodies hanging from poles
I remember |
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| if you ever had an original thought id probably die of shock |
[Oct. 27th, 2005|01:10 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | death | ] |
| [ | music |
| | anti-nowhere league "i hate people" | ] |
Fingerless gloves are cool. You can smoke cigarettes and your hands stay warm. Im sorry I ever thought they looked stupid.
Ok, two questions:
Do most bars have parking lots? If they do, doesnt that kind of encourage drinking and driving? And isnt that, you know... um, a bad idea?
Also... do most normal human beings (not that I have any idea what the habits of normal people are, but I digress) actually sit on the toilet seats in public bathrooms? Or am I the only one who doesnt? Do people sit on some of them, and have some sort of way of gauging like ok I can sit on the toilet seat in the Ritz Carlton's public bathroom, but not on the toilet seat in this seedy bar on Mass Ave? Or do they put TP on the seat before they sit on it? Even so Id think the gonorrhea and siphylis could still seep through the TP. But is that just paranoia? Doesnt that stuff die upon contact with the air? But seeing as how people pee on the seat and dont clean up after themselves and get their period all over the place and leave all sorts of uh, other residues behind, the thought of parking my butt after 50 million other butts grosses me out to the point of wanting to take a decontamination shower. PLEASE share your thoughts on this very important matter. |
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[Oct. 25th, 2005|09:33 am] |
Is it just me...
or is Aqua Teen Hunger Force NOT FUNNY AT ALL???????????????????
I would like to hear other peoples thoughts on this. |
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[Oct. 24th, 2005|12:57 pm] |
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My grammar has gone to the dogs. I cant spell anymore. I cant connect my thoughts to my fingers to make me type or write. The meanings of big words I used to use all the time have now escaped my head. I put the weirdest sounding sentences together. Even when I spell things corectly, they look wrong. I overuse commas. I use words like "overuse" and look at them for five minutes trying to decide whether they are even words at all. Brain damage. Drain Bamage. Im dying here. |
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[Sep. 23rd, 2005|01:05 pm] |
You walk like a zombie
you talk like a zombie
its not in your head
you're a living dead
whatever you're gonna do
you're gonna make me cry
and you wanna hold hands
in the cemetery
and you wanna be lost
for all eternity
and everything is dark
and kind of scary
and you crave the full moon
but i don't care
and you want a mountaintop
with a little castle
and you wanna name our kids
morticia and fester
and all the flowers you bring
are always dead
and you howl at the moon
but i don't care
six feet under
you make me wonder
you wanna be undead
so you can be hunted
but whatever you're gonna do
i'm gonna follow you |
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| Sometimes theres so much beauty in the world, I feel like my heart's going to cave in. |
[Sep. 13th, 2005|03:01 pm] |
Things happen everyday.
* Babies are born dead.
* People get shot.
* Cars crash on the highway.
Blood and guts. Gore and violence. Scrape the bodies off the pavement, move traffic along, life continues, all is nearly forgotten.
* People get diagnosed with cancer.
* Youre terminal.
* Its fatal.
Six months or perhaps a year... but arent we ALL terminal? Everyones life will eventually end in death; it is something you can always depend on as the one fact you can be sure of: the fact that you will someday die.
Im in a strange mood this afternoon. |
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| Technology comforts me with its warm radioactive glow... |
[Sep. 6th, 2005|08:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Dead Milkmen "Labor Day" | ] |
| [ | music |
| | technologically advanced | ] |
I am in love with my new cell phone. It is perfect. Very rarely in my life do I come across such perfection, not even in my reflection staring back at me in the mirror. It is small, lightweight, compact, and sleek. I can take pictures on it. It tells me what time it is in Auckland. I can go on AIM. I have amusing ringtones, and if those do not satisfy me, I can download more. I can use pictures of myself for my wallpaper. It even does some things I havent figured out how to access yet. And oh yeah, I almost forgot... I can even call people. Fancy that.
I always used to be so anti-technology, pledging that I would never even get a cell phone at all, now I own this state of the art little device that glows a mesmerizing, pretty yet icy blue in the dark so I can call people and talk about the weather. And Im contemplating purchasing a laptop. Technology sucks us all in. You cant fight it. I can no longer resist, it has me in its radioactive grip, and I love it.
And so today was the first day of the fall semester at UMass. I feel ambivalent about my classes. I dont know.My "Leaders in History" classis not going to be anything like I had anticipated it would be. When the professor was asking us to name some leaders, people said the usual... George Washington (chopped down the cherry tree and never told a lie), FDR (had polio), Lincoln (whoop de doo he freed the slaves), Clinton (He did not have sexual relations with that woman), Reagan (had Alzheimers but other than that I cant think of anything bad), MLK, even Malcolm X (HELLO violent black power Muslim) but god forbid that somebody suggest, say, George Lincoln Rockwell, oh dear god no. Some dude in my class mentioned Bill O'Reilly though, and that made me smile. My "feminist thought" class seems kind of... odd. Half the class is actually males, not ladies with crew cuts, as I had imagined. We havent really gotten into anything yet though, and I still have my Shakespeare class and my other History class tomorrow, and then Psychology on Thursday. Im going to be spending all my time writing papers... what a drag. |
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| I dont likewriting in the 1st person. Therefore, I write"you" when I mean to say "I" |
[Aug. 25th, 2005|11:33 pm] |
Just cluttering up your friends page with a retarded poem I wrote a little while ago...
Self Pity
restless, when your thoughts gets jumbled
confusion, when your mind wanders off
thinking of what is lost and of what is destroyed
superficial and shallow, self inflicted wounds
scar tissue, i miss you
compose yourself! (but you like it this way)
ask yourself what youre afraid to say
smile through your tears and revel in your fears
amd in the night when youre by yourself
cry salty tears of self pity
for what you know, for what you dont know,
forwhat is imagined, and what is real
the only way you know to feel completely alive
self pity
you are yourself amplified
reversed in a mirror and reflected to find
that your weak state of mind
makes you terrified.
you greet people with a look of disdain
you say you are incapable of feeling pain,
completely detached and erased from your brain
but your eyes are an open sky filled with rain
and you see the whole world as a loaded gun taking aim.
and your tears are the tears of a thousand other girls just like you
who blubber and whine for attention
victims of nothing but their own tears
of self pity |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 25th, 2005|12:35 pm] |
I am a stupid, stupid, stupid idiot.
I am jealous and vindictive, always looking for a fight, starting fights, twisting peoples words, hurting people, assuming the worst, always with a suspicious mind.
I honestly dont deserve any happiness. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2005|12:20 pm] |
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I have been told on myspace profile ( myspace.com/shutupbeavis ) by people who I dont even know that I am "the scariest looking bitch that they have ever seen." Based largely on this one picture of me smoking:
I guess I agree...
But I dont like it.
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