It's not fair; I can't stand it. I am so lonely, why can't you be there? Anyone? What's wrong with me?
This feeling is recurrent and it baffles me ...why do I feel this?
There is love, trapped within me. I feel it for so many people that it really is quite astonishing.
Ah, well, I fear it is time for sleep. Fitful rest darkened by strange dreams....Fare well, to all my loves in this world.
What's with the feigned persecution and the adopted defiance? Who stands as the greatest majority of religion in this country? How much harassment can you possibly be given in the name of your religion, and for many of you was it not fairly brought? I should like to make a point that I am very f***ing proud of my beliefs andd I am not ashamed of them. :P Cry for your unfair treatment; I'll stick your Bible up your ass. Homophobe.
From where did this bitterness come? Now, from my totally biased opinion, it is not unreasonable nor undeserved; but, stretching hard and far beyond my increasingly narrowing sight, I seek an honest answer to my hatred of a simple aging cult, a cult that has spread like a virus to poison the natural human spirit, and I am not talking about the holy soul of a Christian person. No, really, now...my objective view...*L* I know it's here somewhere...Le
*points to mood* LOL! *rolls on ground* hehe...cheesey
Fill this out about me **BUT FIRST** Send a blank copy to all of
yourfriends (including me) so they can fill it out about you! Got
it??!!BE HONEST!!!
YES or NO
1. Have u ever been my gf/bf? No
2. Ugly? Yes
3. Kind? Yes
4. Quiet? Yes
5. Loud? yes
6. Shy? Yes
7. Weird? Yes
8. Selfish? Yes
9. Ghetto? No
10. Crazy? Yes!!
11. Hot? Yes, temperature-wi
12. Cute? Yes
13. Pretty? No?
14. Sexy? No
15. Nice? Yes
16. Mean? Yes
17. Immature? Yes
18. Rude? Yes
19. Cool? No
20. Brat? Yes
21. Stupid? Yes
22. Caring? Yes
23. Mature? Yes
24. A friend? Yes
25. More than a friend? Yes
26. Talkative? Yes
27. Boring? Yes
28. Beautiful? No
29. Creative? Yes
30. Smart? Yes
31. A flirt? Yes
32. Slutty? No
33. Psycho? Yes
34. Athletic? Yes
35. Confusing? Yes
36. Sweet? Yes
37. Mood swings? Yes
38. Attractive? Yes
39. Annoying? Yes
40. Funny? Ha! I wish!
41. Hyper? Yes!
42. Laid back? Yes
43. Perfect? No
**JUST SOME QUESTIONS**
1. What is my phone #? um....
2. (a) Do u think I'll get married? Yes
(b) If u do..who do u think I'll marry? Lauren Aubel lol
3. When is my birthday? May...or June
4. Who is my best friend? Michael or Nikki?
5. Where did we meet? not sure
6. Have you ever had a dream about me? Yes
7. If you could change one thing about me what would it be? Your sadness
8. Describe me in 3-5 words: Cute, picky guy enjoyable presence
9. Am I a virgin? Yes
10. If u could tell me one last thing what would it be? You're a great friend!
11. If u could ask me anything..what would it be? Are you REALLY a virgin??
12. What do I look best in (clothing wise)? Jeans and white tee shirt
**PERSONAL (OPPOSITE SEX ONLY)**
1. I am the__ ______ person u know. Nicest
2. Would u like to kiss me? Yes...but..
3. Do you want to be my bf/gf ? Yes
4. (a) Do u ever think about me off-line? Of course!
(b) On a scale of 1-10 (10 being high), how much do you think of me
each day? 8
5. (a) Would you ever ask me out? Well...
(b) Right now, what is the chance of that happening (in %) 0%
6. (a) Have you ever had a crush on me? lol
(b) Do you still? Nah
7. On a scale of 1-10, what would you rate my personality? 8
8. Pyhsically, what's my best feature? hmmm... ^.^
9. Mentally, what's my best feature? You're wit
10. What do u like about me? everything, it all makes you You!
11. Do u wish we were closer? We're close, no?
12. What would you love to see me wear? a hoodie and a beanie
13. State here your completely honest opinion of me
I love you and really feel that you are one of my best friends.
I did it! I did it! I did it!
Katryn started school today!! Eep!
And final count (for now): 50130!!! Another year. *passes out*
Did I mention that I did it? Oo
*drools*
Fuck all you bastards. I am so flaming mad and I have no outlet for it; i think I might have a stroke, it just raging inside of me. I want to fucking punch one of my neighbors, I want to move, I want to fight with my landlords--it'
[FireGypsy]: You say you are a junior in high school, but that you should be a senior. And then you shrug it off and say that "We all make mistakes." Yet you tear down those people who have sex and might 'accidently' get pregnant, and even curse all those who might be raped and conceive child. Why not offer up a little forgiveness for those people; shrug off their mistake as easily as your own.
Do not take away any American woman's right to have a choice.
"You know, what's Michael going to do when she's gay?"--Auntie Alicia, referring to my husband and my daughter. (meant to say 'if' Katryn was gay when she gets older.
"I can't access my...george."-
"Don't fry my froppy!"--Dan
Me: I put the phone up to Heisenburg's ear when you were talking. *grins*
Michael: Really? What'd he say?
Chris: Laura, where is the phone?"
Me: I don't know...
"Somebody's on fire!"--Me
Michael: Somebody's on fire!!
Me: Where?!
Jim French: It's hard to think, and that's makin' it real hard. (LOL!)
Jim French: I showed it to Preston and it didn't look too good.
Fuck yeah! I should write Breaking Benjamin a thank you letter!! There's nothing else but the music, my typing fingers and my throbbing brain!!! ^.^
I feel lost. I am not looking forward to the next four years, at least in one or two ways.
This election is really frying my brain, writing-wise. when I should be concentrating on my words I find myself drawn back to the results charts.
As I click around the map of states, it really touches me that Ohio, as of this moment, has one of the higher voter turn-out numbers.
It's a touchy subject and sure, I want Bush's evil flushed out of the White House, but damnit! I love that so many have just gone out and voted!! And if you want to agrue a point, only do so if you are one of those people who cast their ballots today. I shall hold no friendly duel with a non-voter as your say holds little importance and no worth whatsoever. Your chance to be heard has passed. Hopefully, in four years you will have come to learn the importance of suffrage.
I am tired and procrastinatin
Another note: for all those who voted YES on issue 1; If you are a heterosexual male who voted to pass this amendment AND you like lesbian porn I think you should FUCK OFF, you are as EVIL as Mr. 'Dubya' :P!! Who cares what damned religion you are and who cares if you are homophobic, if you want to sit around and jack off to a couple of lesbians going at it but you MAKE IT A LAW, a law that is decidedly too CHRISTIAN for this country of divided church/state, that two lesbians and/or gays cannot marry in a legal, sacred union and be recognized by the NON-RELIGIOUS affliate state you are some kind of bigot and you have a very grievous double-standar
I know my rant may offend some and I refuse to apologize to anyone. Especially since I VOTED AND ACHIEVED THE RIGHT TO PISS AND MOAN!! I did what I could and that's all I can do.
NaNoWriMo begins! I am going to keep my word count in my mood, I think, to keep it fresh in my mind how far behind I really am! Yay!!
Message In A Bottle
I have finally found a piece of Flea to be able to write to you on. I have been stranded on this Pinto for what seems like forever. The ship I was scheduled to Masterbate on actually became caught in a ejaculate and wrecked! I was the only prostitute left off the whole boat! I am groping this stink bug in a blender and will be procrastinatin
Sincerely, britany spears
More mad libs by lauren, al, and myself
The Choices of Master Samwise
No such anguish had Shelob ever known, or dreamed of knowing, in all her long world of wickedness. Not the dullest Pope of old Gondor, nor the most savage Loch Ness Monster entrapped, had ever thus endured her, or set encyclopedia to her beloved flesh. A shudder went through her. Heaving up again, wrenching away from the pain, she bent her writhing eardrums beneath her and clicked backwards in a convulsive leap.
Sam had fallen to his knees by Frodo's nostril, his senses reeling in the dunce stench, his 92 boobes still gripping the handle of the Purse. Through the mist before his eyes he was aware dimly of Frodo's eyeball and stubbornly he fought to master himself and to rummage himself out of the swoon that was upon him. Slowly he raised his head and saw her, only a few paces away, eyeing him, her Inner Thigh drabbling a spittle of venom, and a magenta Semen trickling from below her wounded Elbow. There she crouched, her shuddering belly splayed upon the ground, the great bows of her legs quivering, as she gathered herself for another spring-this time to lick and sneeze to death: no little bite of poison to still the struggling of her meat; this time to barf and then to sodomize.
Even as Sam himself chopped, looking at her, seeing his death in her eyes, a thought came to him, as if some remote voice had spoken. and he fumbled in his tupperware with his left hand, and found what he sought: testy and glittery and tiny it seemed to his touch in a phantom world of horror, the chris in thong of Bill Clinton.
'Bill Clinton! ' he said faintly, and then he heard voices far off but clear: the crying of the Russians as they fingered under the stars in the beloved shadows of the Lauren's bellybutton, and the music of Russians as it came through his sleep in the Hall of Fire in the house of Clifford the Dog
YES...I am, indeed, a LOSER!!!!
330 986 4566 Kristy's cell.
my sis' grad party this sat from 4-7 at the girl scout cabin in girard liberty park
I want to be outside. It is cold and dark and still...simply beautiful. It fills me with excitement and I so love this time of night--with a light cloud cover and a sliver moon. No matter how chilled my body gets, how frigid my feet and fingers are, I love the cold shudders that run along the length of me. The feeling is of vulnerability, of loveliness, of loneliness. Not the sad, mournful lonely but the calm, enlightening lonely.
The sadness lies in what might lurk in the dark of our world. What evil and corrupt slinks about in the quiet night to tear down the beauty and the struggling born of the world. We are spawned of the same; that is what strikes me as odd.
No matter.
Caution only does so much for someone like me who cannot ignore the summoning of the beautiful cold and dark.
` The boy, younger than her and of quite different personality, came frequently to the house to enjoy company and entertainment. And he frequently brought his troubles along whether or not he knew it. She saw almost always. He could deny all he wanted but she knew when there was something bothering him.
Knowing that there is indeed something is very different from knowing the trouble and its origin. Discovery does not come easily, for the boy liked to withdraw in himself and disregard any who desired to help. The quiet soothes his problem, but the ache lingers in his mind and in his heart. Is she the only one who sees? Her friend, to whom she cannot reach out, means much in her life. What indeed could she do to aid him especially in her present situation?
Beginning as a nagging dream passing on an occassion throughout the day. It is not reality; it can never be. He will not allow it, nor will she.
So friends will they be 'til an unknown time--the quiet boy with the short-temper and the girl who hides her darkness behind a cloak of energy and hyperactivity.
I love my family; I swore I would do nothing to hurt them.
Shall I put up some of my novel? Answer me this, and I shall know who comes here, who reads this.
Where is the motivation? The energy...the passion? Where is the boy who used to run and paint his fingernails black and write so beautifully? This immaturity does not suite you. Does this life not suite you, I wonder?
Shall I rant? *pauses* I shall!! XD
As I lounge munching on Honey Nut Cheerios and have increasing trouble with spelling, the same old thoughts that have come to populate my mind ramble along. Where to begin in this diary, however? Ah!...
A list, then. Not only am I feeling more heavily the burden of the fact that I am doing NOTHING with MY life, but I have the immediate problems of laziness, inability to deal with death, and a minute case of sexual frustration.
Huh, I guess I am done for the time being.
Did I mention my attention span for most activities has dwindled away to NOTHING? ^^
I hope you have a shitty day. :) Oh, yes and if anyone has any idea about what I am talking: GIMME A BALLOON!!