This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations
Friday, April 21, 2006
change in plans.. i leave tomorow.fuck this place and all the people who live here.
live stuck in your bubble, with all your rich parents.
enjoy your sheltered life.
enjoy it alone.
like i do.
killed softly at 4/21/2006 09:54:00 PM
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Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Your humble narrator, will soon be in new surroundings. With a new job...get this.
I am going to be a video game tester...
ha.
cant believe I am getting paid to play video games.
HAHAH
Im awesome.
killed softly at 4/19/2006 10:27:00 AM
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Tuesday, April 11, 2006
this made my dayI am so stressed out lately... I don't really know what is wrong with me... I don't like this place anymore... I love the people. But hate the place.... Its a feeling of wrongfulness that I get when I am here...
I feel like I should be elsewhere doing other productive things... I feel trapped. Like an animal. Being hunted.
I am fast. I wont get caught again.
I cant get out of here fast enough for my mind to handle..
If I don't make it.
this will be my memorandum;
This has got to die,
This has got to stop,
This has got to lie down,
Someone else on top.
You can keep me pinned,
It's easier to tease,
But you can't paint an elephant,
Quite as good as she.
And she may cry like a baby,
And she may drive me crazy
Cause I am lately lonely.
So, why'd you have to lie,
I take it I'm your crutch,
The pillow in your pillowcase,
Is easier to touch.
And when you think you've sinned,
You fall upon your knees,
Just see within your picture,
Just still forget the breeze.
And she may rise,
If I sing you down,
And she may wisely,
Cling to the ground.
Cause I am lately horny.
So why would would she take me thorny
This has got to die,
This has got to stop,
This has got to lie down,
Someone else on top.
Well you can both keep me pinned
Cause it's easier to tease
But you can't make me happy
Quit as good as me.
When you know that's a lie.
killed softly at 4/11/2006 01:54:00 PM
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Monday, April 10, 2006
"was there anything else????"Sometimes. i
feel
like
this shouldnt be
done.
killed softly at 4/10/2006 12:04:00 PM
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Friday, April 07, 2006
I was lying in my bed last night staring
At a ceiling full of stars
When it suddenly hit me
I just have to let you know how I feel
We live together in a photograph of time
I look into your eyes
And the seas open up to me
I tell you I love you
And I always will
And I know that you can't tell me
So I'm left to pick up
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion
I feel your fists
And I know it's out of love
And I feel the whip
And I know it's out of love
I feel your burning eyes burning holes
Straight through my heart
It's out of love
I accept and I collect upon my body
The memories of your devotion
killed softly at 4/07/2006 02:18:00 PM
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"Do Lawyers have Lawyers?"Smalltown Boy
That is my favorite song at the moment... thanks to my buddy nick, and his endless Itunes list.
killed softly at 4/07/2006 01:00:00 PM
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Wednesday, April 05, 2006
OH SHIT MAN Is a photoBattle that I am taking part in. See if you can figure out which photos are mine...any ideas?
killed softly at 4/05/2006 12:07:00 PM
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