Eye knead to give my friend Joseph a call or I will die He is my AA sponsor and is quickly becoming one of my best frendz He's a fifty-eight year old man Smart as a whip! I always thought eye might bee kinda smart but I'm only 33...so he is basically wiser...a mentor I'm supposed to call him every night at nine-thirty, to check in...but i wanna call now. It's not even nine-thirty yet? What the heck! I should just **** myself or something, even though no one wood even care and it would proof absolutely nut thing!!!!!!!
I feel like taking a hot bath and playing my snake game...Snake Mania...it's one of my favorite games on Facebook. I love the games on Facebook; I play them on my iPhone in the tub. Hopefully I never drop the phone into the tub and ruin it.
I love me sum gamez oh fur there on facebook...I don't even chat with my only friend on there that often cuz what's there to even say to anyone these days? Nothing ever pans out or whatever. Maybe I'm just being too cynical...which I blame on Gordon Geko if I am...because it was seriously his idea to trick all those people into making us rich and them poor. Not my decision at all...I'm just a regular guy named Bud...Bud Fox...**** you can just call me Budd...cuz Mr. Fox was my daddy's name
Everyone's got a little machine inside Tells them to pray Everyone's got a little monkey inside Tells them to play But I've got a little birdy inside Tells me to fly away I said I got a little birdy inside But they loved him on his deathbed, you know They fed him with the truth & everyone is so sick and tired of Mondays! Everyone's so sick and tired of Mondays!
Oh my god I feel so depressed right now i ATE weigh too many tacos a few hours ago It's raining outside...which is cool, I guess I cna listen to any song on the planet but don't feel like it anymore...which is a big part of the depression I wAS recently diagnosed with overstimulation or something liek that...seriously.
This is for no one but me...and I will have anyone who is caught hacking any of my computers thrown directly into one of the jails for life. Part of me, on the inside, screams nearly endlessly in such a spectacular fashion; I just have to deal with it or I will die and everything...but not forever...because my spirit will simply depart from this vessel and I’ll probably take shape somewhere else in the universe. I have the final word and say and everything about my life and/or existence so I gotta make it really great or I’m a loser. I don’t wanna be a loser; no one does...not even losers. Why do I feel like screaming and who or what do I feel like screaming to or at? Things are so crazy. I don’t even know what to do with my time. I have been here for so long. I hope things go from good or okay to amazing and happy. What do I have to worry about? What am I doing right or wrong? These are good questions. I don’t have all the answers. Sometimes I barely know what to do. Are things better or worse? I make a lot of decisions...even if it doesn’t seem like I do. This is the type of thing you’d wanna do with something like this. The statue on my desk rattles too much as I type. I don’t like it...like the statue...just not the way it rattles. The problem is solved because I just repositioned the statue in such a way that it no longer rattles against the wall. All I care about is typing.
Friday night is gone again and I feel the way I used to then Take my time to get to bed Though I wished that you were here instead But it's all lies tonight and every other night
Line after line. The object is neither to remember or forget. Good and evil are pretty easy to discern. People are full of **** all the ******* time. Sweet dreams, as opposed to sour or sorrowful or sad. What does that matter? Deep ends. I’m sure you know by now. I am taking life’s processes so seriously. Should I? I need to work on my car. I am having a grea morning.
People act like I'm too greedy and/or evil just because I stole so much money from innocent people when I worked on Wallstreet but I blame Gordon Geko because everything was his idea; I simply wanted to impress my dad by making more money than him and all the other ancestors.
To our Lord and Savior It’s with great sadness that I bid you farewell I’m so sick of these monkeys Preaching heaven and hell To other monkeys under their spell hahaha & I’m so tired of crusaders Tramping around, just to plant a cross in blood
That’s really cool, man...so cool I can hardly believe it. Have I been making too much noise or something? Do I even have enough dignity or not? Am I even very dignified at all? What does dignity even mean? I seriously have no idea. I am trapped with the knowledge. I like pills a lot. I know how to do stuff, even though I don’t have any money, which ***** because I need money so I can buy stuff. I don’t know what to do about it. Sometimes things are just way beyond my control. Like what? Things I can’t grasp or see or get to or whatever. I already need another cigarette. Cigarrettes are good for the health. The smallest things can really uspet me over time. I get really sick of things. I am not doing anything wrong...which is the right way to do things. I just went downstairs and made myself a spot of tea. I never did abandon my boy. I don’t wanna be a loser. I’m leaving you behind. **** like this is why I want to **** myself. I want to commit suicide because my car won’t start...even though I have been watching so many YouTube videos about it. Mechanics...it really is a tough business. I just need to keep my cool and have some faith that everything will work out okay. \I keep us together...whatever it takes. She said if we’re I need to get my car started or I’ll **** myself. My car is still not running so I have to **** myself immediately.
The computers don't even have any real money inside of them, everyone, even though so many of us dumped so much real time and money into these machines; I think it's funny...funny and sad.
Lifehouse is such a great band...never wouldhave thought I'd like Christian rock so much back when I was a "cool" teenager...but these guys are obviously doing the lord's work.
I wish the real Taylor Swift wood fall in love with me and we could get married; she would honestly probably like me and fall head-over-heels in love if she actually took the time to become aware of my existence and actually wanted to get to know the real me.
It does hurt and always has Other people's pain hurts more than my pain and always has My mind won't stop showing me faces of sadness and pain on my loved one's faces sometimes
I'm watching Valentine's Day again, everyone; it's such a romantic movie. I'm not just watching it because Taylor Swift is in it...I am not obsessed with her...she is obsessed with me.
You don't have to fall But you can fly You can fly with God and I You can really fly! You don't have to die But you can dream You can stay awake and dream or fall asleep But you can really fly!
**** everyone and thing because no one kneads them Know time for all that extra **** When you don't get a person's sense of humor that does not bode well I am having such a crisis write now I hate life so much
Just **** me already If you hate me so much Life seems so like...unsteady And I'm so out of touch I hate my whole life so bad right now Everything seems so much worse than it should be
Every time I ever did something that may or may not have seemed good to other people is actually not my fault at all; I blame Gordon Geko because it was his idea to always be a bad influence on me and never just letting me do my own thing and be myself.
No charges have been pressed against me; was simply informed by the trooper that I will eventually (who knows when eventually even happens?) receive a summons to face a judge in the mail.
Should I close the lid? Should I close the laptop and let it chill for a bit? Maybe having those key-lights on makes it run hotter than it has to. I am learning how to have better and more clear thoughts, I think; maybe not. Con necks chin fail yer. Yer is the only word that ain’t a word, I guess. iGuess. It’s a new brand from Apple. I wouldn’t mind having a new Apple II GS to play with. Nemesis is totally insane; he’s always trying to **** Alice, even though he used to be friends with her.
Life is all about being a snake Even if you are a very small snake and no one knows and/or cares about you, you can still end up winning; the trick is to trick one of the big snakes into killing their self against your small body and then you eat them and gain their mass, which makes you one of the big snakes.
Lies, lies, lies Lies I'm no better than your mother's lies & you can cry Cry, cry, cry You're as bitter as your mother's eyes But now she's back & I missed her Something went wrong I thought I would forget her But lies, lies, lies
I'm listneing to some lifehouse right now....which makes it really hard to come up with my own, original poems. I see that I misspelled listening up there and I don't care...I'm not going to bother correcting the mistake because I honestly don't care much at all
I just took half a puff of **** and it's got me thinking and/or feeling like I might have real thoughts and emotions which pertain to other people but it can't be real cuz drugz are bad!!!! Ain't that what they always taught us? Ain't that what we always learned and/or believed? Psh...it's all a bunch of smoke hand mere hers @ sea end hove sea day, ma knee gears