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[Friday
May 27th, 2005
8:29pm] |
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so i ditched just about 15 people tonight, and i'm having a few guys over to drink and smoke, i just want to hang out and talk about music and life, not how good sex is and new hair styles. fuck girls right now, they are getting on my last nerve. speaking of nerve, ha, i got an A on my anatomy final. which means next year if i pass it again, i get a scholarship. (sp). me and david regesterd today. lang art III, pyshcology, geometry and history II. just basic classes, but i'm excited. though, travis and sarah are in pyshcology. (GOTHIC FAGGOTS).
but i have $ this weekend, and st maries fair is here. i got invited by so many people, and they all have booze and weed. so who only knows.
holly is so pathetic now a days. i laughed at her all day long. the days she wear's skirts, she thinks she's hot shit, i mean don't get me wrong, she has nice legs, but seriously, shut the fuck up.
she puts a big impact on why i stay away from girls.
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[Monday
May 23rd, 2005
8:32pm] |
so today was basically just smoking weed and eating, and being annoyed by every guy on the face of the earth. oh yeah, duh, and listening to sublime.
i wrote a poem thinking about brittany and johnny.
LETS GO ALL NIGHT, ALL FUCKING NIGHT, PRESSED SHUT EYES, TEETH MARKED THIGHS, DONT WORRY ABOUT MOANING, LETS DO POSITIONS AND RANCID WORDS, OH BABY WE'RE PLEASE PHEENING. SEVEN BOTTLES OF BOOZE IN SMOKED FILLED FORTS, LETS RUB OUR HIPS, LICK OUR LIPS AND TAKE OUR HITS. HOLD ME TIGHT AND PULL MY HAIR, WHISPER YOU WANT ME IN SEX FILLED AIR. SCREAMING AND THRUSTING; HOT FUCKING DAMN; I LOVE THEESE NIGHTS OF BOOZE AND HANDS. I NEED A BITCH WHO LIKES TO PARTY, I NEED A GUY WHO'LL FUCK ME DIRTY. I NEED A CREW WHO LIKES TO DRINK, A GANG WITH BOTTLES IN THEIR POCKETS AND KNUCKLES INKED. NEVER SLEEP AND ALWAYS LAUGHING, PICTURES OF OUR FLASHING PANTIES. DANCEING ROUGH TO POUNDING WLALS, PROUD MOTHER FUCKING PARTY MOLLS. FUCKING STRAIGHT EDGE FAGGOTS, ILL KILL THEM ALL. I'LL RIP THEIR HEADS OFF LIKE A FUCKING DOLL. KEEP DRINKING UNTIL WE FALL, KEEP DRINKING UNTIL WE FALL !!!!!!
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