February 2012
12 posts
Don’t know what to feel or think right now. My mind is racing a million miles a minute, repeating the same thing over and over.
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Someone needs to get me away from my computer. I’m bored to the point where I’m gonna start posting shit that makes no god damn sense whatsoever.
“Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. And when your...”
– Act of Valor (via futuredevildog)
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Everyone wants to make their mark on history, but I’m going to leave more than a faint mark. My legacy will be a jagged scar, permanently gouged deep into the flesh of time. A reminder to all of what will be achieved.
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“Ahh the melodic sounds of gunfire, the international language of understanding,...”
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Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Vodka will always
Be there for you <3
January 2012
10 posts
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A stink bug landed on my face, so I coughed on it...
I miss my mohawk.
I think I just might get another one :D
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I've decided I'm going to live forever
And there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me.
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Facebook is being a dick for me right now. Stop being a dick facebook. Stop it.
December 2011
15 posts
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A brief moment to contemplate the possibilities of...
To truly think about the limits of the human psyche is quite the daunting task indeed. Strong as the will of a human is, how much can the mind endure before the strain of a fractured reality drives a man to madness.
The dictionary defines madness as the state of being mad, insanity, senseless folly, frenzy and rage. But true madness… Can it be defined by someone who has never truly succumb...
Being famous or talented does not make someone...
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81 Hours awake.
I passed out briefly about an hour ago while at the movies watching Sherlock Holmes. Knock half an hour off my score. Feelin pretty good though.
When it becomes blatantly obvious that the one thing in life you want most of all will always be out of your reach. Perhaps the only thing worse is seeing another succeed where you never will.
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Apparently this is TMI Tuesday.
Huh. Who knew. Shit why not.
Who wants to go on an adventure?
I have way too much energy and nothing to do.
I’m gonna sit here listening to pop culture by madeon over and over and over again.
And I’m gonna write a bunch of stuff that makes no sense whatsoever.
This is probably going to go on all night.
Or atleast until 4:00 AM.
Somebody needs to come dance with me.
That would make my day.
Roses are red,
Violets are violet,
There’s a loaf of bread in my sock drawer,
This poem is over.
I'm going to eat so much fucking peanut butter.
Quickly everyone!
All these people are here for our fucks!
Don’t give them any! Do you hear me?
Not a single fuck shall be given on this day, not one!
Oh lawdy, somebody stop me!
Someone should get me away from this computer.
I’m bored, uninspired, and writing.
This can only lead to irrelevant posts and poorly written tidbits.
No way this is gonna end well.
People everywhere, searching in all the wrong places.
Looking for what they want most.
The bottom of a glass, the end of a cigarette, within a syringe.
A futile search in damned locations.
Why did I write this?
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This is for everyone. Ever.
Dear everyone,
I just thought that you should all know that I fucking love you. Each and every one of you fuckers out there. I love the shit out of you all. You could be a thousand miles away and never even heard my name. I don’t give a fuck. For all you out there feeling like you’re alone in this world, guess what? You’re not. You know why? Because I’m here for you. That...
November 2011
8 posts
Anything you can do I can do drunker.
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Long gone from my bed is the warmth that once lay beside me.
The sweet scent that would greet me as I rest my head upon the pillow has departed.
No more is the sound of light breathing to accompany my own.
The taste of soft lips has since washed from my tongue,
And my eyes are no longer greeted by your gentle beauty.
Instead they are met by an empty room, and the harsh light of the morning...
The idea of the term “Worship” annoys me. To idolize and revere someone is to place them on a pedestal above all others. Someone who has earned it will be respected, but I worship no one.
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Weary have I grown of this routine.
Up until obscene hours of the night, only to awake with only two or three hours of sunlight left in the day.
Waking hours spent behind a computer screen. Staring at the worthless works of the internet all day and night.
I’m done. This has to change before it ruins me.
October 2011
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