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here we go again. a spiral that even Trent Reznor would be proud of. i'm still trying ti figure out why. i'm not sure exactly why what. just why. mostly a lot of whys. like why do i now want to be with the people the people that want to be with me. and why is it that i will go visist my friends, but...
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d00m. drink, drank drunk. Lovage. sleeping on your asphalt. syphonning gas.

ever wonder what behind that door when you sleep at night. like when you are home all alone. trying to sleep. and you won't chut the closet door, because you're always afraid someone or something might find it's way in there? well.. what about what gets behind the door when it's open? so you...
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is this thing on? am i awake? crap. i need a nap.

New Orleans is over and done with. i've had worse trips to New Orleans, and i've had some that were tons better.

i didn't win any prizes, but James won like 8. 1st and 2nd for Best Color, Best Single Piece and Best Sleeve. there were a couple more, that i can't remember...
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Yeti: hows it going?
Yeti: i could have sworn a thimble just fell
Yeti: the small crash of solitude.
Yeti: filled with someone's dreams.
Yeti: traveling the 3 feet from the table to the floor
Yeti: releasing everything they ever wanted in a single sumersalt.
Yeti: so, how do you get beauty from pain and suffering?
Yeti: and how much suffering makes it not worth...
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FUCK i h8 soberity. having to think. feel. miss the pain. this sucks. and you. you are just reading this. i don't know what's worse. when i want the pain to go away, or when i want it back. i keep drinking like it's helping me, but the tingle in my head it hurting.

the IMs don't stop. i have a thought and i get...
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so. i'm on a friend's lap top.

l33t

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typing this when you are drunk, isn't as easy as i thought. cell phone pics to follow. i <3 my @$$.

wow, i'm drunk.

one of these days, i'll learn how to write.

one of these days, i'll figure out what i'm doing. too long have i sat here. looking at you. dreaming of you. my suffering is the taste of old pennies. falling quickly to the floor. i don't want to see it. or worry about it. i want to know that i have not suffered alone. why...
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w00t. i think boredom is great. it allows me to delve into my other fun stuff. like misspelling and watching the snow on TV with no hook ups.

for freadom of solitude is overwhelming.

pain is my enemy, but it's also a loving friend that is always trying to get me to drink.

anyone else going to New Orleans for Halloween. please tell me i'm...
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crap. i moved. why? i don't know. but drinking seems fun now and Richard Pryer is still a funny mutha fucker. night ya'll.

ok, so i finally decided to start sharing my body with people. i have to get some better pics that will fit on here or the soon to be award winners. oh well, damn size cap. and holy piss fucker Batman! it's raining, while i'm trying to move. this sucks ass.