Octothorpes & ampersands...
...and fucking XXXclamation points.
I've not written since October. Negligence, thy name is m0nkeychrist. Or vice versa. I hate when I think I know how things go, then I write them and they look weird.
I've not much to say. My seasonal affective disorder (awwww, SAD) was in full gear, then got boring, then went away, then came back, and now sort...
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...and fucking XXXclamation points.
I've not written since October. Negligence, thy name is m0nkeychrist. Or vice versa. I hate when I think I know how things go, then I write them and they look weird.
I've not much to say. My seasonal affective disorder (awwww, SAD) was in full gear, then got boring, then went away, then came back, and now sort...
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m0nkeychrist:
Please, that snowman is so far from evil, he needs a fucking passport to get to, um, evil. The Country. Regardless, that there's a snow-friend from another time. That snow-individual is long gone. But are they ever, really? They're just way less happy. And more, like, filled with cigarette butts and used condoms...
pinkfuckermeow:
The one and only reason this is OK is that I'll, in all likelihood, never really meet anyone associated w/ suicidegirls.
This is a confessional, sans priest, sans bible.
I've not kissed anyone for over a year. This makes me feel dead. This makes me feel undead. This makes me fucked up. This makes me, sometimes, cry.
I've lost touch with my body. My ghost...
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This is a confessional, sans priest, sans bible.
I've not kissed anyone for over a year. This makes me feel dead. This makes me feel undead. This makes me fucked up. This makes me, sometimes, cry.
I've lost touch with my body. My ghost...
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armadillofuzz:
hang in there man. that's the one thing i didn't like about living up north, is it's really hard to connect with some people. especially when yr into more ecclectic things. hell, even traverse city doesn't even have a real bohemian culture really. a lot of them are just a bunch of posers.
I want to blame someone right now. For fucking everything.
For the dreams I had last night. Satan and ex-girlfriends and, somehow, Emmanuel Lewis (I'm a little fuzzy on that part, which I think is for the best). Thanks, brain. Thanks for being an asshole.
For the asswipe in the Cadillac Escalade who came within inches of t-boning my ass (that sounds kind of, um,...
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For the dreams I had last night. Satan and ex-girlfriends and, somehow, Emmanuel Lewis (I'm a little fuzzy on that part, which I think is for the best). Thanks, brain. Thanks for being an asshole.
For the asswipe in the Cadillac Escalade who came within inches of t-boning my ass (that sounds kind of, um,...
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bella_donna:
ah thank you readding that rant even made me feel better 
. lol beautiful
anouther northern michigander who has a distaste for our adminstartion!! I say Hello
. lol beautiful
anouther northern michigander who has a distaste for our adminstartion!! I say Hello
m0nkeychrist:
I Bella_donna, number one like your name and number two say hello back.
You ever get one of those bumps on your tongue that hurts way way WAY more than a tiny bump should? And you can't stop fucking with it cause of how much it hurts?
That's like my whole life. That's what gets me off.
That's like my whole life. That's what gets me off.
armadillofuzz:
i get those from eating too much whale blubber.
So I've been going to a gym, right? And don't laugh. Although I would. Ha ha, jock. Anyway, I'm going to a gym (because it's good for me psychologically, I think) and I like this gym because number one it's tiny and kind of lame and number two it's not full of fucking screaming gorilla-men completely jacked on steroids and nerd-hate.
Until today. Because anytime...
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Until today. Because anytime...
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The picture I posted--it looks as though I have leprosy. I don't, I don't think. I mean, I'm no doctor, but it seem like you'd notice...
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armadillofuzz:
welcome to the site.
m0nkeychrist:
Thanks!!!
I'm new. I'm a new person. This, I've never done. Maybe all y'all are too cool for me. This, I don't know. Anyway, today = six plus hours of inhaling spray fixative in a not-well-ventilated-enough room while "creating" direct mailers for my employer. Then seeing my shrinkologist. Then eating pad thai. Then drinking red wine while watching "The Cat People" (1942). Then doing this.
For...
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