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I'm afraid of Americans...I'm afraid of the world

I'm afraid I can't help it...I'm afraid I can't...

Spaceboy, You're Sleepy Now


All the corners of the buildings...who but we remember these? The sidewalks and trees? I'm thinking now...I got a better way--I discovered a star...


January 28th, 2026

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If you don't like what you see, move on down the road. I live a crazy life. I'm a chaos dweller.

October 26th, 2025

Metal Playlist


Create a playlist at MixPod.com

This has to become a staple in my journal. Because it's my identity. LONG LIVE METAL!! RAAAAAAAH!!!

July 2nd, 2011

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I broke into his journal because he'd left his MSN running. I changed his password and got in. I'm sorry to report that Ky is no longer with us. His official TOD was around 9:30 last night. I'm sorry to anyone who reads this. He wanted to be in a better place. Finally, he got what he wanted. I will deal with this somehow. Condolences are welcome. We can do no more than feel bad. He will be sorely, sorely missed. Life has to carry on, somehow. I hope his son will live through him.

June 30th, 2011

Happy new moon solar eclipse in Cancer, everyone.

May the tides turn in your favor...

June 17th, 2011

pretty vegas


LOVE this magazine. I usually get it in paper form from various dispensers around town (it's free and comes out every Thursday), but I thought I'd share it with everyone here on LJ so you can get to know how it really is living here in Las Vegas. Trust me, it shall intrigue you quite a bit. :)

June 8th, 2011

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Been doing some reading.




I need to stop obsessing over this whole thing, but I'm not ready to until I figure out how to get myself out of all of this. I know it's not my fault, but I still feel like an idiot for ever letting it happen.

That is all. I'm going to bed now. I have to be up at the butt crack of dawn.

Yes, I'm emotionally torn the fuck up. No, I probably won't stop spamming my journal about it till it's out of my system.

May 25th, 2011

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May 14th, 2011

I need serenity...


This is a summons for Dave P*****
I am asking for you to come to me
In some way, shape or form
Whether by phone, text, in person or just an empathic jolt

I need you to know you should be in my life
I need a sign that you feel me right now
I need a sign from you that you accept my plea

This candle will burn for hours, calmly
I am channeling all of my energy
You haven't left my thoughts as I have not left yours
I am willing you to find me
That we find each other
In a calm place

And start over
This is my summons to Dave P.
Find me
Find me
Find me
Find me

April 23rd, 2011

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I don't know why I write here.

My shit's too dramatic, it's too long-winded and nobody gives a fuck about reading it.

On another front, my life fucking sucks. Oh, whoops, I was expecting someone to give a damn.

Won't be doing that again.

April 12th, 2011

Writer's Block: Going down

You're on a crashing plane and your partner is fast asleep. Would you wake her/him up to say 'I love you' one last time or let her/him die in her/his sleep?

What the hell kind of sick, sadistic question is this?  These freakin' Writer's Blocks are the most stupid things I've ever come across in my lifetime.
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