once again
i
am
starving.

i like my coffe black
just like my metal


urine
                    i want your babies




not really         
        but we could make out a little

ODD.
colby used to be the sweet quiet one. now he's a fucking fried-brained stoned kid, and he's getting mean in his age.
its funny. i used to be the 'drugged out lunatic' (lol) of the group. now they just give me shit for wearing eyeliner.
i guess infalts all 'goth' now. listening to fuckin slipknot and shit. i hate that band. oh well. colby told me not to turn emo and i laughed in his face. im like "is cradle of filth emo?"
and at the same time im like, "i hated emo when all emo was was fuckin sunny day real estate."
i liked infalt. fuckin kid needs to come back.
fuck peoples oppinions. and mine. we all dictate each other a bit much.

work sucks. drivings cool. ceci is amazing.
maybe i'll get a decent amp soon...maybe not....

i am starving.

sometimes i throw up uncontrollably for no reason.

someday someday somethings gonna kill me
someday someday someone gotta fuck me
someday someday youre gonna die in front of me
someday someday youre mom will shave her mustache
ill fucking kill you.

ceci please kill me...........

MUSHROOMS MAKE YOUR FUCKIN HEAD HURT! FUCK!
i hate when the fun parts over and physical pain lingers

right. so life is sublime. having ceci completely curbs my dumbass mood swings, at the price of the occasional hearty regurgitation of all the lil scraps of edible whatever i can mooch off of anyone with the wealth or parental support to sustain themself. she introduced me to tacos and ketchup today. it was very good, revolting as it sounds. but there are many things ill eat that she wont, so my logic of course is ' fuck, if SHES doing it..."
you know, so on.
never a condom when you need one. then it starts raining and a nearby voice yells "You cant pass on the hill!" and we hide further in the bushes and analize the scenery like fuckin cats. then i act like a total fag and get a ride home from her mother. and act like a fag some more. ect.
but im happy. thoughrally and utterly happy.
until it occurs to me that the love of my life is a walking self destruct sequence. then i really want to cry. or just fix everything. but shes really not mine to fix. i can just hold her when she shows up to school completely wasted and still begging for more alcohol, like shes still trying to escape something. i can stand there when she pushes me away so she can try to get methadone from that asshole who shows up at my work just to give me shit (i want to beat the living shit out of that prick every time he speaks).
then shes great for a couple days and we discuss food and movies and music and i trick her into waltzing with me, then we do a spin, then a dip. and i stare at thoughs eyes for as long as i can before one of us has somewhere to go. or our collective sex drive overcomes our collective logic and suddenly we're frustrated with everything around us. fuck school.
i love her face her body her mind that fucking pure smile the fucking gorgeous eyes the manerisms, the stance the walk the history the voice the way shell have that one little lock of hair that stands on end. i love when she says my name, or holds me or looks at me with anything but disgust.plus she coined the phrase "that rocks shit out of bananas."

i am enamoured. and horribly parasetic. i dont want to let go ever. even after she gets bored with my wierd face and constant plentiful lack of wit and stupid meaningless mom jokes. but i wont have that option. itll have to just be another 'farewell.' cuz god knows shell never want to look at me or speak to me anymore. healthy i guess.

every relationship i have with anyone else seems to be arbitrarily complicated.
i cant condone nor encourage anything anymore. I finally realized how many people have completely given up on me. i hate it. i do everything a human can possibly do to solve everyone elses problems. exept roxxy. its like "fuck you you male fuck, you cant help me you ruined my life go to hell." which is grounding. im useless, its true. i mooch food and money constantly cuz my money is all put in savings cuz my dads controlling as fuck yet still totally distant. not that i blame roxxy when shes mad at me. something about me has ruined every relationship ive ever had, save a select few who come and go because im only tollerable in INCREMENTS. the only person i can honestly say has never not been there is victoria. and look at the shit i put her through. maybe im off trying to save lives because i dont have one of my own. i dont exist right now, really. exept to ceci and the crackheads i fucking bag for. thats about it. victoria is still there too. always. why? if i asked her to marry me, shed do it. and how stupid is that? look at my track record, man! there are at least fify fucking people who could not stand to be around me on a day to day basis, and i dont fuckin even know why! what the fuck happened? whatever it was, it happened right after aubrey dumped me. and continued right on through desi. then kayla. and itll still be there when ceci realizes she fucking hates my guts. and let me tell you, that ones going to HURT. because this isnt one of those 'me trying to pursue what normal folks would do just so i can be happy' relationships. i am totally in love with this girl. it sounds stupid, overdone. id die for her in a heartbeat. id part my hair funny. id do a stupid little dance. id take sixteen coricidin and puke my brains out and be a total crack addict whackass for the rest of my short life.
those few hapy moments in between class, when i manage to say something intelligable, or accidently bounce a bottle off a girls face and into a trash can, and she does that hushed laugh, like shes embarassed to just be hysterical(= like a retard on meth.) its adorable. then she does that very real rare laugh, like when corgan licks her face, or when im on the phone and fall off the bed.
but in general, i think she fucking hates me. the fact i have almost no freedom to break thr rules because the school keeps heavy tabs on my attendence cuz my dads paranoid and will dislocate my shoulder handcuff me and spray mace in my eye if i 'fuck up.' or shove me onto the gravel when i try to run away. and its not like hes even actually abusive, i just cant DO anything i want to. somehow im a burden simply by existing. like athena at the system of a down show. but im all aquarius and shit so i hold on to her and try to make sure no one smothers her little midget ass.
yeah.

im quite sure the world will be a better place without me. so one of you better do it, cuz i dont want to. suicide is gay. id rather just get myself killed rather than kill myself.

im fucking dying.
i do get to stare at ceci between periods. which is good. roxxy absolutely hates me. which makes ceci try to hate me. i dont want people to be mad at me. or each other. but theres nothing i can do about any of it. nothing. i cant even die and fix everything like the directors cut ending of the butterfly effect. (i hate ashton kutcher)
why begin with the end in mind? why end? i refuse.
which means i'll be abandoned again, worse than ever. maybe. if it werent for that shining glimmer of hope, that legend about the happily ever after being something real.
i want that. or to end somewhat positively by being stabbed thirty six imes for no real reason. but i wont get that.

alas. woe is my ass.

te quiero

i wonder if im schizomotherfuckingphrenic
ive yet to see the aliens.
mom used to see the aliens.

oh

damn

i love her. im.....freaking out.

i liked kayla.
i liked desi.
i loved aubrey

and i love ceci more than that.
more. its ridiculous.
with aubrey, i was like, thiniking about her constantly.

its worse with this one. better?
whatever. more severe.
she

pretends to be mad at me and its

absolutely devastating.

and i know shes joking, but im such a wuss..........

fuck.

so anyways, i just walked five miles to work, did an eight hour shift, then walked back home in the dark in the middle of the fuckin woods.

cecil, i fucking love you.
hope you can stand me some day.

i have no computer after tomorrow.

so......uh......yeah. this concludes our broadcast day.

so anyways, i just walked five miles to work, did an eight hour shift, then walked back home in the dark in the middle of the fuckin woods.

cecil, i fucking love you.
hope you can stand me some day.

i have no computer after tomorrow.

so......uh......yeah. this concludes our broadcast day.

well babies, very soon i shall have no computer. which means i shall be unable to vent my crazy mood swings. not that hte negative ones were ever really posted, but, for the hell of it imagine twenty thousand of these:
"i fucking hate me and so does absolutely EVERYONE else i know the end (slashes skin)"

thats all.

i leave you all with my love and this>      ;)

my mouth tastes like blood. the dog is barking.

i miss you

OKAY
so i have a job now!!!
wich sucks, cuz i have to work and grow up and all that....but......i have a job!
which means i can star looking for ways to move out (ahem ROXEANE!)
anyways, i just got dropped off at a dentist appointment, all they did was poke me in the gums with wire and force me to stare at my nasty self in one of those high-def mirrors whilst shining a bright light on me to make it even worse. yeah. that wasnt pleasant. my gums hurt.
then i went to the head pokin place to schedule a bloodtest, so's i can find out if my counclers right aboot me being bi-polar.
then i walked home five miles in 100 some odd degree heat. and now im half naked and sweaty and typing. if thats not sexy, then sexy isnt even a damn word, man. thats not true.

i drink much water.

anyways, im probably going to xeanes house tomorrow.
i love my lesbian

we all miss ceci horribly. shes most likely not going to read this, but anyways COME BACK YOU SEXY LIL BIRD!!!
i want your babies! so we can feed them to glen!
plus that involves sex!
god, i HOPE she doesnt read this.....
cuz if she is then ignore the sex part. im not creepy at all i swear to jebus.

not creepy at all.

im gonna go torment the naked five year old retarded kid im holding captive in my closet now.
then shower.

thanks for tuning in byeeeeeeeeeeee!

so ive been telling this joke sort of thing, actually its more like a story, cuz it happened but anyways


my dad woke me up yesterday morning like "time to get up sleeping beauty!"

so i woke up laughing hysterically

because im an ugly insomniac. id only had like three hours.
i thought it were a funny moment. no one else does. fuck them.

how lame am i?
anyways, i hung out with hannah and adrian last night. adrians mom made egg foo- i forget but it was alright. hannah and adrian hated it, actually. but i like food.
adriansd family is all obsessed with indonesian food, cuz they all went to indonesia for three weeks. adrian talked about how cool it was there. that made me feel hella boring.
could be worse. hannah lives in washington, where it rains all the time and all the guys there are too retarded to comprehend how attractive she is. poor lonely girl. shes a sweetheart though.

now im bored. i slept a normal amount, like seven or eight hours, and now i feel like shit. like the way most people feel when they dont sleep at all.

theres no one here. i tried to call roxy but someone on the other line picked up the phone then hung up. so im all afraid to call again. cecis in canada. matts working. calling adrian would just be...wierd. its hard to converse with her sometimes. we have not so much chemistry. conversations dont just spark like they do with ceci or roxeane. or matt. shes really nice though.

it took me five tries to get this stupid virus ridden computer to bring up this site. it works good now that im running yet ANOTHER scan on the piece of shit.


im hallucinating a little. theres black shapes that fly around sometimes. what the hell? im so stupid.

im bored with everything. horror movies even bore me. i need something new going on up in here.

ive been doing exactly what im doing right now for most of this summer.

i desire yum-yums.