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[26 Sep 2005|09:43pm] |
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I hate Livejournal.
I hate girlfriends.
I hate school.
I hate spoiled rich fuckers that are ungrateful.
I hate living here.
I hate the winter.
I hate my cat.
I hate money.
I hate having to have money to fucking eat and live.
I hate America.
I hate people to repeat themselves over and over again and think you are going to change your responce.
I hate being young.
I hate getting old.
I hate my father.
I fucking hate him, I hope he dies on his way to work tomorrow.
I love Bob Dylan... and the velvet underground.
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[13 Sep 2005|09:45pm] |
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Wow, wasting large amounts of time must be one of the most depressing things in the world.
.... that and losing music.
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[17 Aug 2005|10:36pm] |
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bjork |
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Okay, lets start this post off with MY FUCKING IPOD IS BROKEN. I have had it less then a year. It just stopped working and is all fucked up. The funny thing about this is that everyone who got thier Ipod around the same time that I got mine, has a broken Ipod. All the Ipods broke within a few weeks of eachother. How fucking interesting. I'm so pissed about it. APPLE SUCKS.
Tonight I got a phone call from my good friend Isaac, it was nice to actually talk to him for a change. We had a nice conversation. After that I tryed to hang out with matt, but that didn't work out. I went for a walk alone and did alot of thinking, I ran into some crazed druken guy walking around in Oak Hill park with fishing equipment. I saw my old friend james, and talked to some weird kid wearing an orange shirt.
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[17 Aug 2005|05:07pm] |
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Past few days have been fun. I cut matt's hair. We took a bubble bath and listened to Tom Waits together. Lots of napping and late night Tops visits.<3.
Seeing as how he won't dedicate a livejournal post to it, I guess I will.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!
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[09 Aug 2005|12:30am] |
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I think that most of the kids in my town have livejournals to start indirect drama with other kids with livejournals. I think it's really funny when people write silly indirect posts about obvious people with things such as:
1. Some people need to stop (insert shit talking here)
2. I hate it when people (insert shit talking here)
3. The occasional huge rants or small comments about a single obvious person, yet the rants or comments are made so they avoid using names completely.
4. I'm so sorry for what I did, even though you'll never read this (insert stupid self loathing here)
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I'm in pain all over my body.
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[07 Jul 2005|11:55am] |
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Comment if you still read my journal. Just curious.
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| riding bikes with matt is wonderful |
[01 Jul 2005|12:26am] |
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Sleater-Kinney in my head |
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I finally got a kitten about a week ago. He's fucking amazing. His name is Skilgannon. <3
Mario Party rocks. Everyone should play it.
( Pictures )
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[19 Jun 2005|06:02pm] |
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Sleater-Kinney |
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The show rocked faces. Aura, Funeral For America, and Corpus Dei did amazing.
I'm so excited to get a freakin kitten. Ahh. fuck shit.
Happy birthday matt's mom.
I have a new cellphone number: 716 244 2453. I fucking hate verizon.
( pictures )
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[13 Jun 2005|01:54am] |
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Does love wear off after a while?...
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[07 Jun 2005|06:47pm] |
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Today was so amazingly lame.
I'm thinking something good is bound to happen someday soon considering that everyday has sucked for a long time...
Does anyone want to do anything fun and lighthearted with me anytime soon? Honestly, I need to have someone make me feel better. Even a nice conversation? Comment or call if you'd like to plan something in the next few days. 716 244 2453
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[06 Jun 2005|07:57pm] |
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Jeff Buckley |
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FUCK THE SUN.
( Survey cuntface )
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[04 Jun 2005|12:07pm] |
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The beatles |
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[31 May 2005|09:41pm] |
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library action is so fun.
( picture of me )
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[29 May 2005|01:21pm] |
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So today I was thinking about it and... there's really no better relationship that you can have with someone then friendship. A strong friendship is a really cool thing. Think about it... there's no sexual tension, very little jealously, and you don't have to be dramatic about everything. I love it. I love Colleen even though she's a bitter cunt, I love Isaac even though he is... well... never mind he's just awesome. <3.
I need to go to Buffalo soon. I need to go CD shopping and get some hair dye. I want to change my appearance some more. Hmmm. Ideas?
Last night I laid in my living room with matt and we got scared. hahaha. <3.
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[25 May 2005|08:39pm] |
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So today I was thinking... Committing suicide is a "semi" (what the fuck am I saying?)-revolutionary thing to do. Honestly if you think about it, it’s a lot more revolutionary then walking around calling yourself revolutionary as you pollute everything around you and take up space. It would be nice if you could devote your life to changing the human race drastically for the better and actually succeed at doing so... but its not going to happen. In the mean time you'll just become bitter and broken hearted while spreading the waste of you're existence around.
Today I walked around, hoping to run into someone but it didn't happen. Infact, I'm almost postive that we won't "run into" eachother anymore at all. This thought made me smoke lots of cigarettes and kick garbage cans. I listened to a ton of Dystopia and layed around in Oak Hill park.
Sometimes I think when I get into a routine I become secure and usual then slowly lose pieces of myself. I go crazy after a while in a situation like that... I need to sit down and relax my mind and think things out logically, sometimes for days at a time. I honestly have not been myself lately, I'm making stupid choices. I'm such a fucking cunt. I'm surprised people put up with me as long as they do.
I don't feel safe anymore. I re-realized that there is nothing protecting me from anything.
FUCK
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[25 May 2005|02:54pm] |
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the doors. |
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I. hate. myself.
Wow, depressed as fuck...
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[14 May 2005|01:09am] |
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I sense a great deal of abandonment coming in the nearby future.
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| I <3 shows. |
[08 May 2005|05:16pm] |
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Catharsis |
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Decided to finally get around to putting my DIY hardcore collection on my Ipod. Holy fucking shiiiit. There is a lot.
Mmmmmmm Umlaut.
( We don't give a fuck!!! )
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[07 May 2005|12:07am] |
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the fever few |
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Today was pretty much lovely, I wouldn't want to forget it.
( charming )
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