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[28 Oct 2011|03:29pm] The reason I've slept with over 30 girls and the reason I will continue to fuck up all of my relationships is because I used to be fat and I'm full of insecurities. I have no personality and I'm gaining weight again. I lie to make myself look better and when I'm in front of people I feel like I have to become someone different. I've cheated on every girl I've been with several times I'll never change 4 comments|post comment

[23 Oct 2011|02:08pm] http://www.machetemfg.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=1789 someone buy me this as a pre-christmas present. 2 comments|post comment

[16 Oct 2011|12:33am] Later days, Shylock. post comment

[15 Oct 2011|11:55am] Everytime someone tries to sell Ed shit via the telephone I always say he changed his number to Matts cell phone and tell them the best time to call is 4 or 5 in the morning. lol, suck it. post comment

[09 Oct 2011|01:23pm] I don't need your cryin' ass shit. post comment

[09 Oct 2011|06:55am] Hi, remember when some nigger tried breaking into my shit last night? post comment

[07 Oct 2011|02:57pm] srlsy 2 comments|post comment

[06 Oct 2011|07:35pm] >Hey, do you guys have white eyeliner? >>Yeah, it's right next to the cork-bottom sandals and backpocketless blue jeans. post comment

[06 Oct 2011|04:24pm] ahhhhh---hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!! God, I'm sweet. post comment

[24 Apr 2010|05:02am] Yeah, it's pretty easy to say I'm an asshole when I'm not there to defend myself. I'm a lot smarter than what I'm given credit for, so don't give me that shit. 2 comments|post comment

[22 Apr 2010|06:52pm] Dishonest and lazy post comment

[17 Mar 2010|10:02pm] Dear dudes my age and older, Please stop hitting on 14 year olds girls. That's sick, you rotten bastards. Go to Hell. post comment

[08 Mar 2010|10:26am] Everyone's just jealous that I look like Beyonce. 2 comments|post comment

[07 Mar 2010|01:17pm] I'm glad people I havent spoken with since the 10th grade know me so well that they can try to "fix" me. If you're jobless, don't go to school, are 30lbs over weight and smoke weed everyday....ya might wanna work on hammerin' out some of those dints before you preach at me. 1 comment|post comment

[03 Mar 2010|11:25pm] Do you remember in 1969? Seeing all the skinheads standing in a line Foaming at the mouth, Waiting for a fight High boots, cropped hair, what a fuckin sight Come back of the skinhead come back of the boot People that we don't beat up We're gonna fucking shoot We are the new breed, we will have our say we are the new breed, we ain't gonna die Trouble east London Trouble in the street On the street corners Where the gang still meets Talking about the weekend What they're gonna do? If you aint careful They are gonna do you! Come back of the skinhead come back of the boot People that we don't beat up We're gonna fucking shoot We are the new breed, we will have our say we are the new breed, we ain't gonna die Chaos in the city Civil war now Skinheads taking over Like skinheads know how Skinhead with his boots on Nobodys fool Skinheads taking over Chaos is the rule! Chaos, chaos, chaos - dont give a toss Chaos, chaos, chaos - dont give a toss! Do you remember in 1969? Seeing all the skinheads standing in a line Foaming at the mouth, Waiting for a fight High boots, cropped hair, what a fuckin sight Come back of the skinhead come back of the boot People that we don't beat up We're gonna fucking shoot We are the new breed, we will have our say we are the new breed, we ain't gonna die Hey, twisted sister, still got that jigssaw puzzle? post comment

[01 Mar 2010|12:58pm] You're a waste of time, effort, and breath. 1 comment|post comment

[26 Feb 2010|11:29am] Oh my God, you guys, I finally won something! post comment

[25 Feb 2010|01:58am] Friendship to me means giving someone the benefit of the doubt regaurdless of the situation and standing behing their descisions even in you disaprove. I trust my freinds. I know their competent enough to make apporpriate desisions about their own lifes. I know they've their own reasons for thinking certain things and doing certain things. post comment

[24 Feb 2010|01:32am] "His face when flush and then beat-red. We knew he was in a panic. That extra kind of panic. The kind where your stomach dorps, your heart races, and you can feel the sweat bead on your forehead. The same kind of panic you feel when you just honest-to-god cannot find your car keys when you're running late for work or you have to poop but you're driving..." Untill my senior year, I had always taken advanced English classes. I always wonderd why. How did they determine, of a group of English-speaking teens, who was more "advanced" in said subject. They had always offerd advanced English classes untill the 12th grade where, reguardless of the fact that a senior year English credit was required, no advanced classes were available. Yet, despite that, it was probably my standard English teacher who made the biggest impact. She had always liked my writing yet often critiqued my unimitigated references to poop. Who's laughing now?! 1 comment|post comment

[23 Feb 2010|11:14pm] Ah yes, there's nothing like wrapping a gift to make you feel like a brutishly incompetent troglodyte. Wrapping paper....How I loathe thee. post comment

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