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(3 hole in my heads | pull the trigger)

The Alley [26 May 2005|10:14am]
Friday night 5/27 - 7:00

The Alley
Presents :

The Minorities
Catatonic
Rotary Phones
Haven't talked since

Admission $5

(2 hole in my heads | pull the trigger)

hypocrites. [22 Feb 2005|11:46am]
[ mood | high ]

sure, i smoke i pot.


don't you?

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[16 Jan 2005|01:45am]
[ mood | high ]


Cookie Generator
by Hutta


now im sccared.

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werdd. [16 Jan 2005|12:36am]
[ mood | sore ]

i feel like i'm slowly

f
a
l
l
i
n
g

to a bottemless pit.
I can't wait til this week is over.

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don't drink and drive... smoke and fly. [30 Dec 2004|02:28pm]
[ mood | all right ]

vacation, it's almost over.
need to get some snowboarding in.,
and some shit sorted out.

to everything and everyone else,
happy new years.

(pull the trigger)

fuck. [28 Dec 2004|09:05pm]
[ mood | cynical ]

fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..

that's what i felt like after the car accident mother fuckers.

(pull the trigger)

purple haze. [26 Nov 2004|10:19am]
[ mood | high ]

s
sn
sno
snoo
snooo
snoooo
snooooo
snoooooo
snooooooo
snoooooo
snooooo
snoooo
snooo
snoo
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s


snow.

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the truth. [24 Jun 2004|01:22am]
[ mood | angry ]

fuck this.
fuck it.
fuck you.

bitch.

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nothing. [21 Apr 2004|02:30pm]
[ mood | crushed ]

man, baseball is stupid.





plus, it's boring to watch.

(pull the trigger)

stussy. [19 Apr 2004|07:48pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

you'll be home tomarrow.







i promise.

(pull the trigger)

something to think about.. [20 Mar 2004|11:52pm]
[ mood | content ]

There’s too many differences
We just can’t resolve
Too many questions
That just won’t be solved

There’s too much heartache
That we just don’t need
Too many topics
On which we haven’t agreed

Too much understanding
We just cannot do
Too much time wasted
On the me and the you

Too much together
We are so far apart
Too much detail
And not enough heart

Too much potential
We both possess
Too many conversations
We both hung up stressed

Too much confusion
We can’t think straight
Too many arguments
We’re slowly closing this gate

Too much simplicity
We just can’t enjoy
Too much of together
We’ve already destroyed

Too much aching
We can’t continue this way
Too many misconceptions
We regret what we say

Too many thoughts
We shouldn’t really think
Too many distractions
We’re making this boat sink


Sorry for my differences
I’m my own person by fault
Sorry for the questions
Should ‘ve kept them in my vault

Sorry for the heartache
I know much is of my cause
Sorry for the subjects on which we disagree
I try to keep my tongue on pause

Sorry for misunderstanding
And not thinking things through
Sorry for time wasted
There’s “me” in mind, it should only be you

Sorry for being together so much
That I start to push you out
Sorry for the details
Which cause me much doubt

Sorry for the potential
I seem to just abuse
Sorry for the conversations
And hanging up confused

Sorry for the confusions
I’ve left so many for you to deal
Sorry for the arguments
And for not letting your scars heal

Sorry for the simple things
I just can’t seem to accept
Sorry for the togetherness
I just keeping leaving a mess

Sorry for the aching
I guess I’m a good source of pain
Sorry for the misconceptions
I keep dwelling on again and again

Sorry for the thoughts
That don’t really make much sense
Sorry for the distractions
And why this relationship is so tense

(pull the trigger)

"getting messed up is lame sauce , au naturale is where all the illest mofo's ride" - nichole [19 Feb 2004|01:27pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

ahh, nothing today.
maybe -- i'll go out tonight.
or not.





xprojectx

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... [18 Feb 2004|11:35pm]
[ mood | mellow ]

so it's wednesday.
vacation hasn't been so bad, mainly what i expected.
sugarloaf was great.


i'll be home friday.

another day goes by.

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soo.. [09 Feb 2004|10:57pm]
[ mood | amused ]

nothing really new.
umm.. vacation, hoping to do a lot of what i planned.
we'll see.


-=\/=-


later folks.

(pull the trigger)

hatred. [02 Feb 2004|10:57pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]

the truth -- is you could slit my throat
and with my one last gasping breathe
i'd apoligize -- for bleeding on your shit



im sick of this shit.
im sick of life.
im sick of everything.


"let's act a little more mature."

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true friends. [27 Jan 2004|09:33pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

where would i be without them?

half day = im getting fucked up




fuckyou

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a fire inside. [27 Jan 2004|12:09am]
[ mood | cold ]

so all day was pretty trippy.
considering i went to one of the best chinese restuarants ever,
i also got pretty fucked up. had a good time.


"daaamn."

2 weeks.

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"bitch tits" [20 Jan 2004|10:10pm]
[ mood | drained ]

tonight was pretty fun.
for some reason i was yelling a lot. maybe cause i had shit on my mind and this way was easier to express it. but no one here really knew that. sorry bout you guys being late. we'll do it again sometime.



i miss you a lot
but i feel as if there is nothing i can do from here.
just know, i still love you.
and always will.

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words can't describe how i feel.. [15 Jan 2004|10:22pm]
[ mood | melancholy ]

soo, it's been a while. (not like anyone reads this shit) but yeah. today was alright. really fucking boring but what's there to do in jay/livemore. so i thought about.. where am i going to be after highschool? i gave this a lot of thought and realized i have two options. one, i start doing my hw and pay attention rather than sleep in class, and maybe i'll end up thinking about going to college. or two, i slowly fade away from society in a tormenting greif about whether there was enough time to change my grades as im serving a respectful costumer at mcdonalds. so fuck everything else. i guess i got to pull my weight.

hmm.. i hate when people just randomly invite themself to your house. please don't. it gets old and annoying. (mother fuckers) yeah, im busy all weekend so dont stop by.


later..

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yo. [08 Jan 2004|11:17pm]
[ mood | amused ]

IanGirlJilly: i love to give head just lead me to the bed






rap.

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