Sunday, April 4, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Maybe people would want to look at this if It was anything interesting or at least organised.
But I don't care, It is just for me.
I am becoming obsessed with Felicia Day. I just found the Guild by being around Ashley. I kind of resent Felicia Day for being so insanely cute.
IIIII'VVEEE SENT WORDS TO MY CRAZY ASTRONAUT PROSTITUTES!!!!!!!!
I like to pretend when I am alone in this quiet house at night, that I am all paranoid and jerk around like I hear or see scary stuff.
I whisper things to myself, like You're not you, or I'm all of this...
Mom and I begin to grow little vegetables tomorrow, then Ashley and I go to the city for pizza and a Sonny Smith show with Alex.
Then I hope we make that walk there in the nature, near dusk, all lone, and soft and stuff.
I've been thinking about the goodness of self-interest and money profits.
I require silver fresh pity.
I've been thinking about not living that long.
Bodies. Take care of our bodies.
I have a few words. I forget. I cry. I go along. I'm over. I close my eyes.
Tangerine. When I can eat that clementine. Surfer Blood. I'll discover myself.
Some people will think I am a cannibal. I just want to fry some intestine.
Pot of noodles. Every mistake. I just pretne d=== I am somethimng else
OOOOOH SHIN CHAN PONYO........ THIS MOVIE, WHERE DID I GET THAT MONEY, HOW MANY YEARS HAVE PAST, IS THIS STILL A FANTASY, WELL WWWWWOOOOWWWW, THIS NEVER ENDS DOES IT?
I have serious trouble relating my emotions.
and controlling them. and recognising them
I know one billion people they will die for me.
I need to burn something. I think maybe my foot.
Maybe my arm socket. Richie Rich. Pudding slide.
Hopefully I will fully revert back into a baby.
My mother is heavy, like five gallons of water... carry carry, slip, splash....
My body is a heap of junk.
Maybe I'll love a computer mother board.
Maybe I'll fry on a beach...
Won't I be glad when I get in a situation of desperation that i cannot escape
[:
But I don't care, It is just for me.
I am becoming obsessed with Felicia Day. I just found the Guild by being around Ashley. I kind of resent Felicia Day for being so insanely cute.
IIIII'VVEEE SENT WORDS TO MY CRAZY ASTRONAUT PROSTITUTES!!!!!!!!
I like to pretend when I am alone in this quiet house at night, that I am all paranoid and jerk around like I hear or see scary stuff.
I whisper things to myself, like You're not you, or I'm all of this...
Mom and I begin to grow little vegetables tomorrow, then Ashley and I go to the city for pizza and a Sonny Smith show with Alex.
Then I hope we make that walk there in the nature, near dusk, all lone, and soft and stuff.
I've been thinking about the goodness of self-interest and money profits.
I require silver fresh pity.
I've been thinking about not living that long.
Bodies. Take care of our bodies.
I have a few words. I forget. I cry. I go along. I'm over. I close my eyes.
Tangerine. When I can eat that clementine. Surfer Blood. I'll discover myself.
Some people will think I am a cannibal. I just want to fry some intestine.
Pot of noodles. Every mistake. I just pretne d=== I am somethimng else
OOOOOH SHIN CHAN PONYO........ THIS MOVIE, WHERE DID I GET THAT MONEY, HOW MANY YEARS HAVE PAST, IS THIS STILL A FANTASY, WELL WWWWWOOOOWWWW, THIS NEVER ENDS DOES IT?
I have serious trouble relating my emotions.
and controlling them. and recognising them
I know one billion people they will die for me.
I need to burn something. I think maybe my foot.
Maybe my arm socket. Richie Rich. Pudding slide.
Hopefully I will fully revert back into a baby.
My mother is heavy, like five gallons of water... carry carry, slip, splash....
My body is a heap of junk.
Maybe I'll love a computer mother board.
Maybe I'll fry on a beach...
Won't I be glad when I get in a situation of desperation that i cannot escape
[:
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