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Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007
10:42 am	consumer clones the lot of you get off the video game/crack/media that controls you Mindlessly consuming other people's creativity and shelling out your dollars because of your need for other people to entertain you. DO it yourself. Is your mind so devoid of imagination that you cease to entertain yourself? Force it out if you have to. Or just sit there and let your mind ferment in its own wasted space. Be someone. Don't let things things rule your consciousness. Fucking mindless followers. I am sick of you. You are uninspiring. You are also right were THEY want you. Do what you are told and stay in line. I am going to need people like you to buy my garbage. You are owned. Current Mood: disgusted Current Music: Year Zero (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 10th, 2006
11:00 am	What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures] You are an assassin. That means you are a proffessional and do your job without mixing any emotions in it. In your life you have probably been hurt many times and have gotten some mental scars. This results in you being distant from people. Though many think that you are evil, you are not. What you really are is a person, trying to forget your pain and past. You are the person who never seems to care and that is why being an assassin fits you good. Atleast, that's what people think. Even if you don't care that much for your victims, you still have the ability to care and to generally feel. It is not lost, just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to not get to noticed, and dress in black or other discrete colours. You don't being in the spotlight and wish people would just leave you alone. But once you do get close to someone you have a hard time letting go and get real down if you loose him/her. Main weapon: Sniper Quote:"The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy" -Jim Rohn Facial expression: Narrowed eyes Take this quiz! Quizilla | Join | Make A Quiz | More Quizzes | Grab Code (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, December 4th, 2006
2:20 am	I am so fucking emo metal I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to talk to anyone. In fact I pretty much hate you all. With a few minor exceptions and if you are reading this, I most likely don't hate you. I do hate people like you though. And yes, I hate myself, but that's a given. So why pretend like I don't anymore? I am starting to feel like the old self again already. I miss the comfort of apathy and hate. It feels so much more....warm than sadness. It feels so much more...me. Fuck sadness. Feeling sorry for myself. As If I deserved anything other than sorrow. I enjoy hating it. I can feel my blood boiling at the thought of my own existence. Feel this blood that I share with those I can't connect with. I feel more alone now than I have in a long time. It is so me. The old hate. The old loneliness. The old trapped feeling. Staring out of the window waiting for you to come. I don't want to die with this look in my eyes. I feel this unease. Like I want to stab myself in the eye and not be able to stop myself from doing it. Why don't I just dream of castrating myself while I am at it? I want to shred my face. My soul wants out and my mind is destroying itself trying to make it happen. I can't tolerate my own feelings and I find myself obnoxious. If only I could turn my pain into a void of time and space and suck all of you into my own personal hell. That might make me smile for a moment. Current Music: The DIllinger Escape Plan - When good dogs do bad things (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 3rd, 2006
12:35 pm	I was standing in the shower thinking what makes a man? An outlaw or a leader? I'm thinking about power. The ways a man can use it or be destroyed by it. The water hits my neck and I'm pissing on myself. I was thinking about a man I know don't like me. He dont like the place I'm headed. The same place he's headed. I know he'd beat me to it. If he could but he wont do it, but he would man, if he could. The water is so piping hot. It beats upon my neck and I'm pissing on myself (Comment on this)
12:23 pm	meh blah ackt pffft Current Music: mr bungle - dead goon (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 10th, 2006
9:23 pm	I CARE about you (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, April 22nd, 2006
9:32 pm	Tweakin' Balls Rhymin' 5150 says: todays earth day Rhymin' 5150 says: you gotta get Earth Day by Devin Townsend THE says: plant a tree and smoke one Rhymin' 5150 says: ahha THE says: about an hour and I will Rhymin' 5150 says: im thinking im gonna do it a bit early..im feeling like buttlips THE says: lol THE says: ja THE says: I've got that coffee feeling in my back...the one that makes you want to drop dead THE says: y'know..I need an herb Rhymin' 5150 says: tweaking? THE says: nipples, maybe Rhymin' 5150 says: hgaha THE says: instead of tweaking balls THE says: tweezing ball hair THE says: I tried that once...just once..and it felt like my balls were going to be turned inside-out THE says: hahah Rhymin' 5150 says: aAHhahaHa Rhymin' 5150 says: thats a rap track..tweak the ball hairs but only once THE says: hahaha THE says: I tweaked my ball hair, I shoulda used nair, I gots fuzzy balls that be wishin they was bare Rhymin' 5150 says: pull pluck pull pull pluck..pull pluck pull pull pluck Rhymin' 5150 says: boink THE says: >pluck< ow goddamn muther fuck!! I was juggling my balls now I think I'm gonna (up)chuck Rhymin' 5150 says: inside out..my testicles will shout..thats not what lifes about but why just pluck when you can yank them out Rhymin' 5150 says: yeah dude..this tool is much better than their older siht.. Rhymin' 5150 says: ahhaa Rhymin' 5150 says: this rocks ass Rhymin' 5150 says: Vicarious starts out the album well THE says: uh uh!!! Yank em out for me baybee!! THE says: just geab em with your teeth Rhymin' 5150 says: twists, pulls...run with the bulls.. THE says: make it all nice and neat, I'm gonna take a sheet Rhymin' 5150 says: ahha Rhymin' 5150 says: dangle dangle swish swish..my balls float in the bowl like im trying to fish THE says: oh yeah...suckin on my scrotum Rhymin' 5150 says: mutorcs THE says: helas heart burn plus it has calcium Rhymin' 5150 says: how many hairs can you count...you can still lick them clean no matter the amount THE says: come one come all..you can have a turn THE says: suck on mah ball, I'll give you fart burn Rhymin' 5150 says: ahha THE says: hhaha Rhymin' 5150 says: rotten eggs adrift while you pluck the pubes...the smell will linger and you will pass out like goobs THE says: mooby mooby, the golden calf Rhymin' 5150 says: mooby burger THE says: taking sliced of spam right outta that ass THE says: slices THE says: upon my balls, I now have a cow THE says: suckin on my wanker,,fucking ow THE says: that sucked Rhymin' 5150 says: float the goat..tie the scrote..rock the boat..and blow your moat Rhymin' 5150 says: tie the scrotum..try to bloat em.. once you got it you can float em THE says: coming up for air, got some cheese from down unda THE says: bend dat ass over, I am a booty plunderer Rhymin' 5150 says: plunger Rhymin' 5150 says: the beads come out 1 by 1...each one closer to make her cum.. THE says: got a butter knife for some 'unda cheese, spread it on yo tongue, while you on you knees Rhymin' 5150 says: putty knife for the crack of your wife..spackle her ass, and end her life.. touch the cunt but dont impale..the real butt needed is from a male. Rhymin' 5150 says: ok no Rhymin' 5150 says: hahaha THE says: booty is bouncin....ahahahahahaa THE says: booty is bouncin on my tom and harry dick, a fart wafts out, I'm going be fuckin sick! Rhymin' 5150 says: atleast its not while her tongues in your ass...thats not the time to let loose your gas THE says: hahaha THE says: vomits bursts out into a gaping hole. perfect lubrication for my sausage pole Rhymin' 5150 says: HAHAHAHA THE says: ack! Rhymin' 5150 says: corny is there stuck in the place...was that from my ass or from her face? Rhymin' 5150 says: corny = corn THE says: splortch, i fuck that soiled kaboose, I'd have more fun if it weren't so loose THE says: I was fuckin it..and a baby fell out you ass, how it got up in there I won;t even ask Rhymin' 5150 says: ahhahaha THE says: he said his name was kuato, he said open your mind, I said fuck you bitch, I aint got the time Rhymin' 5150 says: oh sorry rapman..that was me. it came out of my dick when i tried to pee..answer why it was in me? i dont have a clue...but atleast now my one-eye can see Rhymin' 5150 says: open your mind Rhymin' 5150 says: "GET YOUR ASS TO MARS" THE says: getcho ass tumors? THE says: GET TO THE CHOPPA Rhymin' 5150 says: consider that a divorce (Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 8th, 2006
4:38 pm	What is happening to me? I... ...had a difficult day yesterday. Got a little upset... at the office. Do you want to talk about it? It's just there's this contract we're trying to locate. Shouldn't...? If a company... If a literary agency makes a copy of every contract... of every single contract it makes with a client and then puts it in a file, in the appropriate file... shouldn't the copy be in that file? - Yes, I suppose it should. - It should. Right? - Yes. - Right? Hmm. Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep. Unless it's somehow been misfiled. - Misfiled? - Yes, misfiled. Sometimes somebody puts a document in the wrong file and then it's misfiled. It makes it much harder to find. Who? Who? What do you mean? Who? - I don't know who exactly. - You don't? No, I don't. Whoever filed it in the first place, but... ...I am not telling you anything you don't already know. How could somebody misfile something? What could be easier? It's all alphabetical. You just put it in the right file. According to alphabetical order. You know, A, B, C, D, E, F, G... - Peter. ... H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P... - Peter! ... Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z! Huh? That's all you have to do. Very good. You know your alphabet. I never misfiled anything. Not once. Not one time! I'm sure that you didn't. I wanna know whi did it!? I cannot possibly tell you that. - You can't? - No, I can't. Hah! And you call yourself a psychiatrist? (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, December 1st, 2005
9:08 pm	BABY BABY BABY BABY BABY, DON'T YOU KNOW, YOU'RE SO FINE! ( TOP SECRET ) (8 Comments |Comment on this)
8:10 am	...and Ava entered the world. Oh Baby!! What a beauty!! Ava Rowan Thew was born on November 28, 2005 at 3:29pm. Gorgeousness and gorgeousity!! Amanda was incredible. She refused drug assistance and didn't scream, curse or throw anything at my head. She was a total champion. As soon as Ava arrived, I melted. Amanda said, "Oh my god, that's my baby. Hey, baby.". It was marvelous. 6 lbs. and 15 oz., 19 inches long, Ava is a love of my life. I still melt everytime I see her. I think about all of the things we are going to do together, the things that we are going to learn from eachother and I feel truly happy. Damien was able to come over last night and finally meet his baby sister up-close and face-to-face. He was holding her and smooching her. Kerry was able to take some good pics and I will post them soon. We are all in love and having a wonderful holiday. I hope the best in love and happiness for all of you. Cheers! I'm in love. Current Mood: IN LOVE Current Music: E.L.P. - LUCKY MAN (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 20th, 2005
9:49 am	Greatest Movie of all Time Current Music: One Winged Angel Remix (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, November 19th, 2005
10:45 pm	AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
10:15 am	GREEN, Your death's colour is Green. Death of the mind. Your heart is isolated within your mind. You seek knowledge. You are very rare. ??Which colour of Death is yours?? brought to you by Quizilla (Comment on this)
10:12 am	Water-- You're calm and collected. Nothing phases you really, except when someone messes with someone you care about, then you jump in with an attitude that could scare their hair white. You're great to be around and pretty smart when you want to be, or you can be pretty dumb when you wanna. Your Song: "Do or Die" By Papa Roach Your Color: Dark Blue, a dark color with depth to it and can hold mysteriuos things. What Element Fits You Best? (7 results)(animepics)(girls only) brought to you by Quizilla (Comment on this)
Friday, November 18th, 2005
5:50 pm	TAO ( THE WAY ) (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 16th, 2005
8:05 am	Beyond Good and Evil It was a time of darkness and destruction. A time of dread. Thanks to the twisted designs of a single man, the machines meant to end war for all time, became the executioners of civilization. Humanity's history tells us that such times produce heroes and heroines dedicated to turning back the darkness. And so it was, in the 22nd century, the Age of the Machines. THE FUTURE! THE FUTURE! THE FUTURE IS OURS! The old world died and with it; the old ways. We will remake it as it should be, MUST BE IMMORTAL!   ( Did I dream? You dreamed about me. ) Current Mood: supernatural Current Music: Messiah (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, November 3rd, 2005
8:23 am	I AM THE DEAD ella sussurrd:   Sono il defunto di tulli i defunti i passaggi dei defunti che ti hanno partato qua   l'amore e' il tunnel-sottile, rabbioso e perlaceo che ti ha portato a me molecola dopo molecola   una forza chiamata "gravita" pende dai pianeti modulazioni del tuo cuore densita' del sangue tuo   Amanti: come potete udire l'angoscia di questo pianeta violentato quando non discernete i gemiti del vostro cuore?   Amante: ti ho riposto nel cuore e ti sei incarnato in me per sempre.   I santi mi conoscono, i santi mi conoscono! le sorelle della Madre Divina recitano: i defunti sono i mier difetti (2 Comments |Comment on this)
8:16 am	she whispered:   I am the dead of all dead the passages of the dead that have brought you here   love is the tunnel-thin, rabid and pearly which has brought you to me by molecules   a force known as "gravity" leans down from planets modulations of your heart thicknesses of your blood   Lovers: how can you hear the anguish of your abused planet when you can't discern the cries of your own heart?   Lover: I placed you into my heart and you have grown into my flesh forever   The saints know me, the saints know me!   sisters of the Holy Mother say: all the dead are my beloved" Current Music: Eyvind Kang - Virginal Coordinates (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 2nd, 2005
4:08 pm	E.T.A.; 1-6 weeks Exciting is hardy the word I would choose. Amanda is at full-term. 38 weeks pregnant, anxious, and as prepared as can be expected. Soon, very soon Ava Rowan Thew (ART) will be born into this world and into my waiting arms. She WILL be a work of art (remember when you were art?). Amanda is wonderful. I swoon for her. I am usually not one to gush, but she is so gush-worthy :); beautiful, smart and creative; I really could not ask for more, but she gives it anyway. Damien said the sweetest thing I have ever heard in my life a few weeks ago. He told me that he wished that he was from Amanda's tummy so that he could be with us forever. That is, hands-down, 100%, the SWEETEST thing anyone could ever say to anyone else. So I used it as a come-on line; "Hey baby, I wish I was from your tummy so that I could be with you FOREVER!", or better yet, this variation; "Hey baby, I wish I was from your tummy so I could be all up in that shit for 9 months straight and then suck on your boobs for a year." It's like Colt 45.....works every time :) Alright, it's sounds creepy when I say it (for some strange reason). Ok, enough being silly. I love my Amanda, I love my Damien and I love my as-of-yet-unborn Ava. Life's been good to me so far (when disregarding a few[shit-load] minor details). Happiness. Current Mood: Gushing Current Music: Zappa - remember when you were art? pt.2 (3 Comments |Comment on this)
8:12 am	Let hatred turn into friendship because of your existence Words of wisdom, loyd, words of wisdom. That is what my last fortune cookie told me. Those things will tell you anything, I mean they're about to be eaten; they don't care. What does that mean? A cookie was trying to play mind-games with me, so I ate it. I guess it means that I should turn the things I hate into things that I find friendly. The problem is; I don't hate without good reason. I usually hate things that, when turned friendly, would screw my existence over. So, if you try to tell my fortune, and I suspect that, with the advice that you give, you are trying to screw over my existence; I AM GOING TO EAT YOU! But not before I break you open and pull a magical, lucky piece of paper from your bleeding gulliver. Current Mood: fortunate Current Music: Sugartooth - Sold My Fortune (3 Comments |Comment on this)