:o3:o5:oo/o9:o8:pm: never ending numbers. beating of drums in my head. squash them all like french fries and ice cream. i dont care anymore. any. more. never did. mebbe i will some day but im not to concernedwith much of anything other than tight hear and now. a daze. nowadays. since when? thats what i reilly want 2 know abowt. sinze when. you know it and you wont tell me and i could fucking care less. i would like to kiil you. for real. seriously. cerial less lee. minus lee. subtract. take away. yup. fuck. where was it going to go when it went there? or when it tried to pretend it was going there, i might more acurateyl say. you prolly could give a fuck. may bee you could not or could or would not. or wood. yeah.......... so what. males by nature just want to fuck. or two fucks. yeha, probably... but i dont care and neither do you or anyone else. use your mind. breathe with it. presistenceis futile, ewe no./ yeah, im right always. al ways. and ur wrong never. ever never. ever and evr and ever. sevr. sever. severe. sewer rat that we all are. bugs tha t can drive a car. kar. noknow. tthats a knowno. sir ten lee iz./// oph well, its all shits and gigglez n e way, right? ill. sixsixsix. 666. sixsixtysix. numbers beating drums in my head til i'm dead. makes musik. drums. hum drums. muzak may curse. music makers make. sick. :o3:o5:oo/o9:44:pm: eye m hungry. i need foooood. starving. poor. pour. pore. power. if you wanna write, then you should write. the password is bitch666, so use it up. make it yours. let everyone do the same. we can think, we can feel, we can see, we can write. right? right? fuck you. write! [ill@diaryland.com] ill [shuashmoopy@yahoo.com] ill [maddlibb@yahoo.com] ill [bigazzgat@yahoo.com] ill [gatherer_of_data@hotmail.com] ill [illdesignco@yahoo.com] there are reasons i want you tyo know things and reason i want you to not know things. nose. smell. you can figure out anything if you stink hard enough. there are some . and there is some . asterix9 maddlibb r.a.w. big ass gat sho-nuff [rawants@yahoo.com] nevermind the gather_of_data. ever. even tho he is g_o_d.......... okay. LISTEN TO GOD! now that i have gotten to where it is that i am, i will now tell you all about everything this here is not. thank you and goodnite. :o3:o6:oo/o3:32:pm places to go, people to see. gotta keep keep keep keep up with your feet. they smell. they stink. on the rbink, i now think.. forget to spell, just learn to smell. like fresh bake bread out of your grand mamas oven. shes part of a coven. of withces. who are actually bitches. like a good many grandmas, i would imagine and suppose. tho they wear no clothes. or watch no shows. lord only knows. where the hell anyone goez. i sure dont know. not evcen wear it is i might eventualkly go. punctuation? a stoopid creation. yeah, you heard right. its not even night, and ive lost my mind. the nite owl is out nd about. creating havoc without a doubt. does anyone even notice? are you even really paying attention? oh! i forgot to mention. you can too be a poart of the truth. just open up your own little booth. you are a fucking sleuth and you know damn well. were all on a one way trip to hell. going DOWN!!!!!!!!!!! underGROUND!@!!!!!! here the SOUND~!!!! :o3:o6:oo/o6:42:pm i have come this far with my life. and i will go further. heheheee... furthur! the time has come for me to ride the bus. but not the short one. i will snort one. one line hear and another line here. i got no fear, just like the clothes you knows. beyotch! fuckin write! wri†e!!!!!!!!!!!! :o3:o8:oo/o6:43:pm i could tell you stories, gory stories, of how i think the world really works, buit you prolly wouldnt like it a whole lot. i dont like it even a little lot. in fact, i hate it and it scares me. i dont understand the workings of this place called earth. guns being fired cuz some other poerson just doesnt like you. what the fuck is that shti all about anyway? and then ppl talk shit about shit and thats it, im a hit, but i quit, cuz i had a fit, and took a shit, just a little bit, when i wore my mit, that i dint knit. dint knit. thats cool, even tho youre a fool, and im a tool. a fooltool. dint knit, toolfool. fuckin aye, ayeaye. yeah and shit and stuff and more. fuck it all. or none of it, i should say. i meant to say, its all beautiful. i love everything. prozac!
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