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relax and take notes while i take tokes of the marijuana smoke. [14 Jan 2007|01:19pm] [ mood | calm ] [ music | none. ] I don't update too often. I'm losing friend's again..haha. no big deal..it's not like I don't have more. I am irritated more easily. little things bother me to the point where I say fuck it. I don't want to let people take advantage of me. HERE IS TO PREVENTION ! 3 comments|post comment

smoke weed. [23 Dec 2006|06:32pm] [ mood | high ] [ music | nothingggg. ] wow, second update in a day. i took some pictures. i like Nas new CD it's pretty good. i'm cold. and i can not wait until chrsitmas...especially the day after. 1 comment|post comment

HUE [15 Oct 2006|05:53pm] [ mood | cranky ] [ music | none. ] I'VE GOT A POINT TO MAKE TOO. post comment

WELL ! [07 Sep 2006|09:01pm] [ mood | optimistic ] [ music | nothing. ] changes are nice =] why'd this have to happen? i will never fucking know... i like to be told why something is happening especially if it's for no reason. people are bastards. SUCKS ! but, it's whatever. 2 comments|post comment

promiscuous. [01 Aug 2006|05:29pm] [ mood | good ] [ music | nothing. ] I'M DONE. post comment

leavemehypnotizedLOVE [26 Jul 2006|03:34pm] [ mood | high ] [ music | i wish i had soem notwist. ] i'm sorry i hate f e e l i n g s . post comment

dragged to the burial. [15 Jul 2006|11:01am] [ mood | cheerful ] [ music | MTV...unfortunately. ] i'm doing well despite getting so much shit over the past two weeks for free. =] I GOT A JOB TOO. start monday. 6 days a week. $8.00 an hour. YES! 1 comment|post comment

the cat was on the keyboard. [12 Jul 2006|11:19am] [ mood | good ] [ music | nothing. ] I like to hardcore brush my teeth. I'm in a good mood today. I need a job. the guy from "take home chef" is beautiful. i hate MTV. and i really like this song: dragged to the burial where witches flew overhead. roses drip black and children weep in awe at thier mother's side and tissues break. shows your ample wit. to get back at your bastards lust. razor proof veil and an odor less scarf bring the day to rust. blue dress at a black grave. razor proof veil and an odor less scarf bring the day to rust. 3 comments|post comment

don't panic [07 Jul 2006|09:47pm] [ mood | yeeeee. ] [ music | The Shins. ] Wait in line ‘Till your time Ticking clock Everyone stop Everyone's saying different things to me Different things to me Everyone's saying different things to me Different things to me Woooohh Do you believe In what you see There doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me Do you believe In what you see Motionless wheel Nothing is real Wasting my time In the waiting line Do you believe in What you see so i'm good now. one person made all this possible, basically. i change, i know...BAD. i put i guess "exclusive pictures" of myself on here because no one really gets to view them. so if you are looking at this now...sweet for you haha. i love my ipod, i am officially obsessed with it. and the garden state soundtrack, but who isn't? 2 comments|post comment

everyone's saying different things to me. [05 Jul 2006|11:40am] [ mood | ah, my legs. ] [ music | nothing. ] stress seems to be overwhelming at times now. I thought that summer was for: fun laughter good times HAPPINESS I have gotten none of the above out of my summer so far. I think that this past school year was less drama associated. pathetic. i am happy, but not as happy as i want to be. CHANGECHANGECHANGE. 1 comment|post comment

further elaboration. [29 Jun 2006|09:56pm] [ mood | mmm...lasagna. ] [ music | fresh prince. ] new haircut joint. It won't change so come with me, just with your eyes I will see. just with your arms I can hold, and keep away them dump and cold. 1 comment|post comment

cocaine and meth. [28 Jun 2006|04:55pm] [ mood | high ] [ music | singing MM<3 ] Fed up with all that LSD. Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines. Late nights with warm, warm whiskey. I guess the good times they were all just killing me. Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on. The good times are killing me. Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug. The good times are killing me. Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent. The good times are killing me. Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead. The good times are killing me. Get sucked in and stuck in late nights with more folks that I don't know. The good times are killing me. The good times are killing me. The good times are killing me. The good times are killing me. 1 comment|post comment

east. [23 Jun 2006|12:35pm] [ mood | bored ] [ music | MTV ] i'm weird. i tend to change my feelings too much. and i have noticed that over like past week. everything is going so well. he just makes me want to fucking scream. i don't know why either... i have so much bottled up i dream about it at night. jealousy jealousy jealousy. i need it to end. i'll take everything and push it away just like i did everything else. but it's not the way it should be. why do i bottle up everything inside and push it away? solutions solutions solutions. (last summer.) 4 comments|post comment

everyday i'm hustlin' [19 Jun 2006|10:47pm] [ mood | lazy ] tomorrow will be exciting. i want it, but i don't. emotions are just running through my mind. what should i feel? hopefully by tomorrow and wednesday, i'll know for sure. whip it whip it real hard. 1 comment|post comment

for the master has come back. [15 Jun 2006|09:37am] [ mood | morningggggg. ] [ music | d marley ] We're more than overwhelmed by hundreds of hugs and a million good words. We are satisfied from monday til friday and on sunday we cry. But we like it from that point of view, so we stay here and bare until dawn everyday. And we stay here and bare everyday. We never ever lie. From ten in the morning we are honest til nine. We are overcute. We never will manage to be rude only twice. But we like it from that point of view. So we stay here and bare until dawn everyday. And we stay here and bare everyday. 1 comment|post comment

floam//////// [08 Jun 2006|06:34pm] [ mood | blaze in 2.32864234 secs. stat ] [ music | nothing. ] Seven years you assured me that I'd be fine if I complied only push the way off to fight you Now I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not sure Getting off my chest the story ends I would find a way without... Tell him his eyes see too clear I would find a way without you Tell him his eyes see too clear That mistake was gold I know that without you is something that I could never do That was why staple the eyes and seven dates for me to sell machines and tear on 3 comments|post comment

they don't tell you why. [20 May 2006|02:43pm] [ mood | nauseated ] [ music | Death Cab ] what the fuck is wrong with me? and why do i continue to do this to myself? i'm sorry. all i have to do is admit the truth...and i'm gone 2 comments|post comment

written by. [16 May 2006|06:04pm] [ mood | bored ] [ music | Styles P ] My life is all I have My rhymes, my pen, my pad And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me What you say now, won't budge me Cuz where I come from, so often People you grew up with, layin in a coffin But I done made it through the pain in spite It's my time now, my world, my life My life... Is based on, lightin blunts, loadin guns tellin my lawyers to get the case gone (uh-huh) I need the bills that the presidents got they face on so I can switch my residence - get a truck and a Lex Fuck a check, I no longer have to wait for 'em I made a couple ends, lost a couple friends I light a blunt cuz never will the struggle end post comment

<img src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f14/FACESon_/G.gif" [04 May 2006|07:49pm] [ mood | stressed ] [ music | nothing. ] Baby gotta eat, you betta get right Magic City Monday, that's the crunk night The Petrone get a nigga gut shiverin' Sight for sore eyes, these hoes be deliverin' pussy poppin and shakin', brangin' home the bacon These hoes is for the takin', no clothes that mean they naked What the hell you waitin' on, your ass betta git it There's girls in the clubs, ya betta come on wit it Drop it, pop it, shake it, roll it, whoa bitch got a nigga dick sittin on swoll Losin control off the liquor Damn I like the way she put that thang on a nigga She playin with my mind, see the bi*** is fine I can't make her mine, but I can drop her down You want her to dance, this yo chance Naked in the club with his prick showin in his pants 1 comment|post comment

There'd be no distance that could hold us back. [24 Apr 2006|08:43pm] [ mood | bleh. ] [ music | nothing. ] He said you're just as boring as everyone else When you tut and you moan And you squeal and you squelch He said that you're just as boring as everyone else Nothing ever happens 2 comments|post comment

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