FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK SHITT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHTI SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS MOTHERFUCKER MOTHERFUCKER MOTHERFUCKER MOTHERFUCKER MOTHERFUCKER.
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That, my friends is how I feel right now.
I've just been taken over by sudden insomnia and decided to write every single thing that is bothering me, down so that I could feel better.
And guess what happens?
THE FUCKING LINK WAS FUCKING "BROKEN" SO I FUCKING HAD TO FUCKING GO BACK AND THE WHOLE FUCKING THING GOT FUCKING DELETED. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.
I wish I had a stronger word, but I don't at the moment.
I guess, I'm just going to cut to the chase;
I need help, I want it. Please, just someone, anyone, offer it, please.
I just need a shoulder to cry on and some listening ears.
That's it.
I promise.
And I give you my word, that if you are ever in need of the same I'll be here without question.
Damn this world.
June 28, 2009
June 19, 2009
Reckoner
List of things to do before I die:
1. Visit Venice, Italy. While I'm there, fall in love with the lights first, a native second, and the city third.
2. Write a letter to someone whom I really care about. Pour my whole heart and soul into it. Stamp it. And send it. Then 30 years later, while helping that same person do some spring cleaning, find it and smile- happy to know they've kept it all these years.
3. Have a summer fling.
4. Adopt at least one needy child from a third world country.
5. Live in Kentucky for a year.
6. Live in Washington for a year.
7. Live in Washington D.C. for a year.
8. Change a tire.
9. Buy something from a really cheesy infomercial.
10. Learn to keep a journal.
11. Come up with good things to write in the journal.
12. Sit on my porch, drinking some fresh lemonade, looking back at my young life and be able to think "those were the days".
13. Send a secret to Post Secret.
14. Save a life.
15. Get all dressed up for no apparent reason whatsoever.
16. Go to a Metal concert.
17. Sing drunk Karaoke at a bar.
Don't worry...
it'll grow.
1. Visit Venice, Italy. While I'm there, fall in love with the lights first, a native second, and the city third.
2. Write a letter to someone whom I really care about. Pour my whole heart and soul into it. Stamp it. And send it. Then 30 years later, while helping that same person do some spring cleaning, find it and smile- happy to know they've kept it all these years.
3. Have a summer fling.
4. Adopt at least one needy child from a third world country.
5. Live in Kentucky for a year.
6. Live in Washington for a year.
7. Live in Washington D.C. for a year.
8. Change a tire.
9. Buy something from a really cheesy infomercial.
10. Learn to keep a journal.
11. Come up with good things to write in the journal.
12. Sit on my porch, drinking some fresh lemonade, looking back at my young life and be able to think "those were the days".
13. Send a secret to Post Secret.
14. Save a life.
15. Get all dressed up for no apparent reason whatsoever.
16. Go to a Metal concert.
17. Sing drunk Karaoke at a bar.
Don't worry...
it'll grow.
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