Nausea shreds your head

Anyone know how to use acid pro?
If so it'd be nice of you to teach me.
or If anyone has it and wants to give it to me that'd be cool too ^^
I wanna start mixing my own music so probably this summer I am going to purchase it if I don't end up going on the boat with nick fishin'
party this saturday!
so freaking stoked.
Man, i've ran outta things to talk about on this blog. I really have?
I mean besides berrating people to read my poetry (www.violated.deviantart.com new updater today :P ) I have no idea what the hell to put in here anymore. i am no longer a mentally unstable teen angst core kid like I was at the start of last summer.
Hmm Maybe I'll just start random stories...idunno.
Oh here's something, a creepy nerd at chapters told me to go to so jap anime porn site when i was flipping through manga cuz i said "w00t boobies!" But I told him "I only like naked bitches when there in epic sword battle cutting each other up"
he gave me a wierd look and sat down. he had faded blonde hair a rat stash wide set eyes(like a gold fish) and glasses. he was like the lowest class of nerd. he probably larped. On another note I don't curse enough.
SHIT CHODE FUCKING CUNT PANSIE FUCK PISS LICKING ASS WHORE EATING PUSSY SUCKING FUCKASS!!

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you're sitting all alone in the 4am darkness

The Giant Swan - The Blood Brothers

the giant swan's got ghosts in his eyes.
his guts are stuffed with polaroids, and they're all humiliating.
and when the wine's drunk and the wild cabaret has sung it's last voice,
and you're sitting all alone in the 4am darkness of a pitch-black theater,
he explodes like fireworks on the stage with gold smoke.
sing, your voice just wont stop blooming.
he wrote a play and you're the protagonist.
all the girls you wish you'd fucked make a guest appearance.
oh, and you just won't believe the ending.
fly me home, giant swan!
the giant swan's got a pixelated beak.
his eyes are twin mushroom clouds,
his feathers are unsuspecting cities,
and his breasts are hollow apartments with the highest quality furnishings.
and you can watch tv until you die there, deflated skin draped over luxury chairs.
sing, your voice just won't stop blooming.
if your heart's a diamond, buddy, what's the price?
if your heart's a diamond what's the fucking price?
your mouth is cheap and your hair is shoddy.
so sit and watch the ballerinas kick and spin.
then strip down to your vulgar skeleton.
you'd better take one more drink of captain morgan's rum.
oh, it's gonna sting like a raw sunrise when they black swan's gone.
back at the resort, the curtains closed, you haven't left the room for two solid weeks.
with a pound of cocaine under the bed where the call girls perform their services.
and you have to leave CNN on so you don't think about her newborn son
who entered this town from the crotch you're renting out.
"who's at the door? what the fuck!
who's at the door? what the fuck!
who's at the door? what the fuck!"
your heart is sweating; your hands are turning black.
your shadow breaks in wearing a ski mask.
is that a machete at your throat?
"give me all your money! give me all the dope!"
and the sun's like a painting of your whole life.
you scratch at the canvas, but you can't get inside.
and the sun's like a painting of your whole life.
you scratch at the canvas, but you can't get inside.
your family is gurgling grief.
you think you're fast asleep.
is that the curtain closing?
giant swan, take me to the river.
is that my flesh corroding?
giant swan, take me to the river.
all the things you wish you said are buried with your x'd out head.
all your ulterior motives...
giant swan, take me to the river.

I like to go to bed to that song, it's usually the last song I listen to before bed. I don't think you'll read the lyrics unless prompted but I'd highly suggest at least reading the last half. I don't post crap lyrics. The lyrics are quite stand alone as a piece of art.

Anywhom moving on, I think i want to work at a coffee shop, that's always classy (preferably serious coffee mmm) and i want more free time. I wish I was rich just so i would have that free time. I am really tired of having preset weeks. I can't wait till summer, even if i work lots I'll have a less preset life. That by the way really bores me. I get bored with life easy and seek change or new elements constantly to keep me interested I don't like to keep things stable because they usually destabalise in a un-fun way eventually anyways. I also want to write more but I havn't had time with school just to laze about and write.

I also want to party sometime. I am going to admit it. I love to party. It's so chaotic you never know if the nights going to be so fucked up or it's going to be a great time. It's probably why I drink. I enjoy the chaos of no control sometimes, Though I do wish a lot people could let go of control without alcohol. it's the people who can that I usually have as my good friends.

I also want to read the book nicks reading.


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BOOM MUTHA FUCKAS!

As I type this the phone rings for the 4th time in roughly ten minutes. My little brother inspires scenes of violence. and don't get me started on the little fuckers conviction to pot and how cool he is. The little stoner piece of shit makes me want to boot fuck all of his friends because they're so fucking annoying.
*breath*
uselesss pieces of shit.

On another note, I hung out with another cool new person yesterday though she lived way THE FUCKING PHONE AGAIN.......................................THERE WE GO. anywhom She lived a ways away. We watched the little mermaid and ate popcorn and drank pepsi. It was the best darn pepsi I ever did have, not sure why it tasted so good. anywho We finished the movie(yes I just watched the movie with her, I am not spencer) then I walked about a quarter way home before I caught a ride.

Errr had a midterm today that I fealt was pretty decent. OO story. So me and nick sat across from each other and we finished bout the same time. thing is you have to write your name on the top of the page on every page. so I see his hand buzzing and flipping pages so I start furiosly scrying my name as well. he beat me by a few seconds. It was depressing. but in my defense I wrote my whole name and he intialed his first name.

other news include a lot of people are getting really annoying if your reading this you are unlikely one of them

I am also rewriting my resume and gonna start handing it out again then once hired quit my current occupation.

Future news! I want to party so I am stoked on sineads b-day bash and prom which i am going to again.

till next time my pretties,

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