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Hey kids. Are you ready for complete randomness?
-The Cocoa Puffs bird is a crack addict. My room smells like piss. I had a dream last night, I had many dreams last night. Do you know whose a cool guy? Johnny, now there's a cool guy. I do believe in faries, I do, I do. Dear God it's happened again. Disco blows dogs for quarters. The Olsen Twins will some day star in a porno. The Hilton sisters will never know what it's like to ______(fill in the blank). If I don't like Longwood I think I'm going to find a way to go to Patmed by using my Dad's address. I think I told some kid the wrong directions before. I'm totally broke. I wish it would rain. I have to pee. I think my future career is going to involve a _______(fill in the blank). I want to cut my hair. I want to drown an innocent child. This place will eat you alive. I should light some candles. The Skittles&Combos in my room are going stale. I haven't talked to some of my friends that I really care about in ages and I miss them terribly and I can't help but think they've totally forgotten about me. I'm going to be a professinal stalker. How cool would it be to get paid for stalking a person? How cool would it be to tell all your friends you have a stalker? Stalker for hire. Some friend you are. Some friend I am. I'm too alive to be lively. Fuck you and your cat. I'm solid gold, I've got the goods, they stare when I walk in the neighborhood; I'm making it, I've got the chance, I'm taking it, no more no more. They say when you die a crow carries your soul to the afterlife but sometimes a deep sorrow is carried with it and sometimes, just sometimes that crow can bring the sould back to make right what was wrong. I can quote Shakespeare...badly. What if Viena People's fingers really were cookies? I want a Twinkie suit. I have a fantasy of _______________________ (you know what to do). Waaaarrrriooooors come out to plaaaaaaay. I dream about doing _________. I want to be a famous director, writer, actress, porn star, hermit, musician, and ________. I've got a million dreams but having a million dreams doesn't make any of them come true. I've got a billion wishes but a billion wishes gets me nowhere. I bet my death-wish list is longer than yours. Would you rather have you enemies survive a disaster that destroyed the world or your friends? Yeah? well I'm a creep. Your morals are messed up. I have to pee I'll be back in a minute. Okay I'm back. Did you remember to wash your hands? Of course I _______. My pants hug my hips but so do my hands. We gotta do this for Johnny man. You're so fucking special. Love me dammit. This is the final fantasy. I wish I was special. I'm under the influence of Radiohead and Anterrabae; I bet only Marie picked that one up. I've been reading pamphlets on religions. Can you believe they have pamphlets for religions? I need booze, sex, and ______. No I don't want to cuddle bitch, I want eggs. Light me up a cigarette and then splatter my brains on the wall, I want my last thought to be about your shoes. Yeah I've spent over an hour on this entry, so what? No not so what but rather for what? For your reading enjoyment of course. When am I going to end? I have no fucking clue. I need to stop saying "fucking" it's not attractive and it's a horrible habbit. Habbit rhymes with rabbit. I'm going to be a famous rapper. Yeah laugh now wait until my name's in lights. You got served. If I'm not back in an hour call the po-lice. Pimp my ride. Pimp you're own ride you lazy piece of shit. Everyone is someones bitch. Now think to yourself whose bitch am I? I just lost my virginity in a confessinal booth Lord have mercy. Who are you to decide what's bad for my health, doctor? Get that knife out of your ass and stab yourself with it. The Gameboy commercial questions who I am. I'm America's youth I have every reason to be fat, lazy, stupid and _____. All the politicians really want to do is smoke out the Ricans. Politicians aren't your friends they're your gods. America's the only country where you can say "my dog's on the low carb diet how about yours?" Cover bands are just hopeless musicans who praise a band too much and can't come up with their own music. Repent, repent. Preach the gospel while masterbaiting. I'm sleeping with the dungeon master. He likes me for my personality, he swears. I like him for his ability to lie. This is just another level of sad. Don't expect that phone call, no one wants to talk to you. Something smells, maybe it's in the fridge, no maybe it's my teen spirit. The phrase "smells like teen spirit" will be used forever. Don't bother me I'm updating.
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