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Hayami005
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Country: United States
State: Nebraska
Metro: Omaha
Birthday: 5/11/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Art.Winona Ryder. Rainy days, with the sun shining through. Indie music, Industrial music. Rock music in general. Charlie Kaufman. Ninja turtles. I play guitar. The Cure. VNV nation. The Pixies.Xiu Xiu. Interpol. Joy divison. Saddle creek records. Late nights. Angsty Books. old photos. Michel Gondry. Photo-booths. Growing up in an absurb fashion. I like things to change and I like things to stay the same. I like to write alot.
Expertise: Art. Music. Writing. Reading. Sandwich making. Raman noodles. The Cure. Ninja turtles
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art
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Website: visit my website
AIM:  hayami09
Yahoo:  T_hayami25
Member Since:
8/19/2004
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| Bryce Stradling Died last night at his home in omaha. He was Thirty
years old. His last activities were cooking a pizza pocket in a toaster
oven. it was uneaten and cold when the police arrived. They said it
tasted fine reheated. He died of shock. What caused the shock is
unknown. An artist, his work was regarded as being (partial to
something) "interesting". Odd geometric and (alive) expressionistic
figure drawlings mostly in ink. His most famous piece was called the
reluctant messiah. it was a picture of a gun. He was said to be several
feet tall. He never married. He liked cats but did not much care for
dogs. Wensdays seemed to be his best day. His favorite food was
hamburgers. He often talked of living in Europe. We think he might be
missed. His funeral will be held at dusk on the thirty second. In his
will he asked that everybody wear white and sunglasses. There will be
square dancing and rice crispy treats. bring the kids we'll have a gay
ol' time. | | |
| Still wearing yesterday’s clothes. Greasy hair. Teeth taste
like black liquorice. Get up. Pop tarts for lunch. Full sink of dirty dishes.
Chew on chapped lips. Basement smells
like urine. Play Super Mario Brothers for 3 hours. Bowl of Raman for dinner. Last
clean spoon. Shower. Last little bit of the bar soap. Rinse out the shampoo
bottle for more shampoo. Yesterday’s
towel. Yesterday’s pants. Yesterday’s Socks. A shirt that you wore last week.
Brush your teeth. Never floss. Forget to shave. Forget to lock the door. Crumbs
on the car seat. An Empty tank of gas that you'll try and stretch for one more night.
Five dollars in cash. Thirty dollars in the bank. Twelve pack of cheap beer.
Two half-pound bean burritos from taco bell. Five dollars on gas, which gets you
less than two gallons. Twenty-five dollars in the bank. Get drunk. Get full.
Sober up, Drive home, puke, Sleep. Wake up with a hangover, still wearing
yesterday’s clothes. | | |
| 10.9,8,7,6.5. This is bullshit motherfucker! Marcy Calm down! Say that to my face,
motherfucker! This is bullshit!Four out of five dentists recommend
crest and use it them selfs. crest the toothpaste dentists use. Burning
every brigde that we cross, to find some beautiful place to get lost.
I'm still yours, let me in, it can happen if we try. Certified
achievement for an excellent peformance. I am so fucking lost! I am so
fucking useless. Go mow the lawn will you? It's important for our yard
to look nice. Tell your dad get off my back, Tell him what we said
about 'Paint it black'. Lets be the first to say it and really mean it.
I hate myself, god you have no idea what it's like being me. It's just
the wind that makes me cry. Adam I don't think you're living up to your
responsibility. You should start paying rent. I don't feel about you
that way. I think I'm crazy, maybe. It's me, Mario! Paris, 2012, only
one man can stop them. Let go of the past, Accept things we cannot
change, and move on. I've been worried that you've been smoking to
much. I think I'm crazy, maybe. I believe you may have ADHD. There are
many medications we can perscribe to treat this. Hey, sorry I'm late
*kiss*, traffic was a BI-tch. Have you read your assignment? Fuck. I
didn't call you because I didn't feel like it. I'm a loser baby, so why
don't you shoot me. There is a shadow in the night, and he'll stop at
nothing. Catch you on the flipside! I love you. 99 red balloons
floating on a summer sky. I can't even think straight anymore. Sixteen,
and a head full of mush. You'll be sorry when I'm gone. Happy mothers
day. It's national police day. Peace out, Atown down! Chasing after
money, and dreams that come true. I'm glad we're diffrent, we'd better
things to do. let others plan there future, I'm busy loving you. God
you're pathetic. I just want this to end. Welcome to the future! You
are such a coward. People still care about me. Fucker. You broke the
ice! You have ants in your pants! You shouldn't have told me. God it's
not fair. It's all my fault. A perfect ending, to this bullshit story! | | |
| Don't take anything for grantedIf you drink alcohol, you will become an alcoholic. If you you smoke
you will get lung cancer. If you smoke marijuana, you will try harder
drugs, and you will become a drug addict. If you have sex you will get
pregnat. If you have unprotected sex, you will get an STD, and it will
progbabley be AIDS. If you ignore the rules of the road, you will get
in a car accident, you will get pulled over and fined. If you don't
graduate college you won't be succesful. Stability is more important
than passion. If you pick up a snake it will bite you. God Loves you.
Bad will always fall before good. Trust your goverment, they are there
to serve you. If you pick up a snake it will bite you. Night time is
for sleeping. Other people's opinons should effect you. Money is
important so make sure you always make plenty of it. Respect others and
they will respect you. Keep your mind on pleasent things, and out of
the gutter. Hobbies should be constructive. If you break the law, you
will go to jail. You should always dress nicely. Don't look to your
peers, they will tempt you. Classical is the best style of music. If
you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all. you are fucked. | | |
| "Hey, Sydney what's up?"
"Nothing much."
"Nothing much huh? How've you been lately? Don't see you much."
"Well lets just hope these aren't the best years of my life."
"What makes you say that?"
"Because it's true."
"Ohh...okay...are you coming to church on Sunday?"
"No. I work on Sunday." "Ohh I see, do you work every Sunday?"
"Yes I do."
"Ohh, well I hope you can get some time off soon, Haven't seen you lately."
"Ya you said that already."
"Right, well some of the guys from church are playing some basketball on saturday if you want to come."
"No thanks, I hate sports."
"Right...well I hope to see you soon, Have a great day."
"Sure."
It's been raining for a week now. Seems like it's been forever since it rained like this. will the sun shine ever again? I just bumped into a person from where I used to attend church every sunday morning for 18 years. I haven't really spoken to him, or given him a friendly glance in a year and a half and he still greats me with that big smile, and acts like I'm his best friend. Where the hell do they get the energy for this? Christianity never gave me that kind of energy. It's like they get happy shots every morning before they're waking prayer. Religion never made me feel optimistic. It made me feel depressed. I'll probably fall back on religion at some point, but it will probably be when I have nothing else to fall back on. It seems so desperate.
I walk outside and pull a cigarette from the pack in my pocket. I light it and take that shitty first drag. For some reason the first drag always is terrible. It's like my body goes...ick...oh ya we're doing this again. God I wish I'd never started. I hate craving anything. It's a terrible feeling. It's like I bought myself another stomach. The health issue, isn't so much an issue yet, because I really haven't felt it yet. Maybe when I exercise but I never exercise. Anyway what's the point of being young if you can't be self destructive?
I wish I had an orange tree. That would be neat. Oranges are pretty. They also only grow in warm climates. It's march and it's 40 degrees. There's this vacant house on the corner and it has an apple tree that'll blossom soon. It's not a decent tree though, some of the branches are dead. Nobody's lived in the house for along time. Every time I go past I want to through a rock through one of the windows. Have you ever just broken glass for the hell of it? Glass is fun to break. Vandalism...that would make me a vandal; I wonder if they have support groups for vandal addicts. " Hi I'm Sydney, and I'm a vandal."
I stomp out my cigarette. I put on my headphones and I turn it to track 9 and I walk away.
When I was young, being young was all I had. | | |
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