January 2012
1 post
I feel so useless and helpless. I want to do something meaningful. I feel like if I even tried to accomplish something I would fail and continue to feel worthless and BLEEEAAAGGGGGHHHH. That is the best word I could find for it, though I did search for about half a second through my vast vocabulary. I haven’t felt like this in a while. Like the things that used to make me enjoy existence are...
August 2011
1 post
April 2011
2 posts
September 2010
1 post
I have absolutely no reason to be in Alaska.
August 2010
1 post
What she told me to do
You try and figure out how to live and not fuck up another girls heart. and I move on and try and forgive myself.
July 2010
2 posts
com
phapit
Please reblog if you know someone, or have been...
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June 2010
1 post
finis
They’re leaving on thursday, so no more drinking for me. I was incredibly baked last night for the first time. It was amazing. I understand why people do it all the time.
April 2010
1 post
i hate my fucking flesh
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
March 2010
2 posts
For this reason i have this aggravating Unavailable wealth of Certain Knowledge just beyond my grasp
For the Unknown Certain Kasualty
February 2010
2 posts
every time i die
it is better to destroy than to create what is meaningless
FUCK
December 2009
1 post
November 2009
2 posts
guess what?
fuck
October 2009
1 post
pain
September 2009
5 posts
Smilies for everyone…
way to be dumb, man
Listen
you were such a fucking idiot. whyohwhy. its not fun it wasnt fun the first time you tried to break up now you did and it sucks it sucks its sucks. eeeeeerrrrrrghghhhghghgh
It freakin hurts. A whole Freaking lot. Owwwwwww. I want to cry. A lot.
August 2009
4 posts
kcuf
what the fuck
edits in parentheses
and tghen they uter deafeat ofthe many came to the none this yhopelss call for the idiotic caused an outright plea for injustice and maerycry theis is the dumbest thing in the world to speak the letters on the page the page is washe dclean the cleanm is painted black there is no hope and jo(B)e wont stop talking to me he wont stop this horrid repititon this undending acapella performance of hate...
So, earlier today i was going through some stuff in my room when i came across the DJJ. Dad Jesse Journal. This was a journal my dad and i had. it was sporadic, but it was pretty much the only intimate thing we had. that was interesting. it was written over a span of a year or two. One entry dated september 2001. It was only like 15-20 pages. reading that made me pretty sad. i cried a bit. Not to...
July 2009
6 posts
so
So life is interesting. I’m finding new things out about myself all the time. I’d really like to numb myself to the truth in this relationship. A special friendship, we call it. Whatevs. I’m enjoying her company, she might be enjoying mine, she’s leaving next month, thats the way it goes. So I guess I’ll I have to do now is wait. It’s not going to be fun when...
whilst going insane
whilst going insane i chanced on a brain that wriggled and jiggled with glee it did this strange thing which cause me to sing then it turned round and looked right at me i jumped back in fear and spilled my friends beer which made him quite awfully mad the brain struck my friend who was quite round the bend which made me quite cheerfully sad i called my friend ‘chap’ my friend took a...
oh
Life makes me sad. Girls make me sad. I make myself sad. Elaboration? Maybe later.
Woah
This is the first post of a blog of a guy in a town in a country. Hopefully, after reading this initial post you won’t become incredibly irritated or anything. I think that’s my biggest hope. That you won’t want to punch a small gnome in the face while eating banana flavored pop tarts. Yeah. That’s all I want. Don’t dismember a giraffe. Don’t eat your keyboard....
