a farewell the prime of my youth withers away under a thick cloud of boredom
i am trapped in a world of no laughter or song
the only window out is through an electronical box
in which i can see out but no one will see in
to save me

a lack of higher education and self-discipline hinders
the prime of my youth

today i die
adieu, adieu ¶ 12:20 PM 0 comments

yesterday and today yesterday was a great day. i was full of energy, boisterously happy for no reason, and i got a lot done. today i feel like shit. i've hardly done anything. i slept for most of the day. i read the plays they posted up written by the virginia tech shooter. poor messed up kid. and byu actually wants dick cheney to speak at byu. wtf. dad is very sick. sally is very sick.

i just want to be a character in a charlotte bronte novel. ¶ 8:54 PM 0 comments

defense mechanism the bugs around my house have a good defense mechanism. i call it looking dead. they look dead, so i think they are dead, and i don't give them another thought. then they start moving, and i realize they are not dead at all. ¶ 8:52 PM 0 comments

charlotte bronte i am reading vilette by charlotte bronte. i like the bronte sisters. i, too, often feel like a homely young woman out of place with the worldly world. i like the funny flowery way they write. they do it so well! i am too lazy to make myself seem more interesting than i am. ¶ 8:30 PM 0 comments

nyquil jesus fucking christ

dad's sick and for some reason it's hard for me to have sympathy for sick people. i've been sick before. i know how much it sucks. but all i can think is, why are you so dead and lifeless. either go to bed or wake the fuck up!

and why are animes so goddamn serious. adult swim should only play the cool shows. why do all the women have stupid huge ass boobs? why? so fucking stupid

celexa and advil and nyquil put me to sleep for 14 hours. i live off of frozen and microwavable foods. i smoke too much. there's nowhere to go, nothing to do in this boringass town.

i can't handle violence in movies anymore. natural born killers is shit crazy.

Life Alert! Help, I've fallen and I can't get up!

Shin Chan is kickass shit

it makes me very mad at myself that i don't know everything and that i'm not the best at everything that i do know. so you see, i have this jealous sea oozing out of my ears and eyes and nose. bloo de ploo

i want a nice comfortable pair of loafers ¶ 12:30 AM 0 comments

why poetry is dumb Here I am again
Sitting on the driveway
, nice weather,
watching the kiddies play
smoking camel lights
until i feel like I'm
dying
Nothing to do
nowhere to go
Art is boring
So damn self-conscious
perfect fine black ash
Perfect things are so smothering
Like Vesuvius
Like jealousy

When Right becomes 100%
so does Wrong!
I'll sew today, only for
myself
I'll watch TV tonight
Entertaining myself
I wish I had a friend to
smoke with
My tummy like a perfect
round mustard colored
squash!
Oh, my favorite programs
are not on tonight.
Big cars big money big egos
Eggos

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i hate kids i know i know i know i was once their age and quite possibly as annoying as they are. and i admit they can be fun for a while. but at the end of the day, all i can think is, god, i wish they'd go away.

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