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tired

Mon, 18 Sep 2006 07:26:12 GMT

I have to go to work soon & it sux ..... I gotta work the JCpennys @ woodland and do a precount this morning

which basically means I will count a shit loads of jeans for 4 or 5 hours.

my job is weird and dumb never become an auditor if you even know what one is

thats is my friend dozier

keepin' it real

I wanted to get fuck'd up; instead of going to work .....ya know.....of course.....

.......so I just solved that problem simply by getting real fucked up. Just moments before I gotta leave for work in like 15 min

.......so today will be interesting at least .....either way I am fucked up

BTW I get to see the Yeah Yeah YEahs @ the cains october 9th its gonna rock my cock ......off ....maybe

Monday, August 07, 2006

Mon, 07 Aug 2006 02:45:43 GMT

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............... so then, I'm OTTie

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Monday, July 10, 2006

Mon, 10 Jul 2006 20:13:17 GMT

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Now I do as I please, and I lie through my teeth
Someone might get hurt, but it won't be me
I should probably feel cheap, but I just feel free
And a little bit empty

No it isn't so hard to get close to me
There will be no arguments, we'll always agree
And I'll try and be kind when I ask you to leave
We'll both take it easy

But if you stay too long inside my memory
I will trap you in a song tied to a melody
And I'll keep you there so you can't bother me......... ... . . . . . . .

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I'm 21 now YAY!!

Monday, May 15, 2006

Mon, 15 May 2006 06:16:10 GMT

......WILL THE SELF INFLICTED SUFFERING END ?

Friday, February 10, 2006

Fri, 10 Feb 2006 18:08:33 GMT

KILL_ALL

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Wed, 01 Feb 2006 18:29:24 GMT

"When The President Talks To God"

When the president talks to God
Are the conversations brief or long?
Does he ask to rape our women’s' rights
And send poor farm kids off to die?
Does God suggest an oil hike
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
Are the consonants all hard or soft?
Is he resolute all down the line?
Is every issue black or white?
Does what God say ever change his mind
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
Does he fake that drawl or merely nod?
Agree which convicts should be killed?
Where prisons should be built and filled?
Which voter fraud must be concealed
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
I wonder which one plays the better cop
We should find some jobs. the ghetto's broke
No, they're lazy, George, I say we don't
Just give 'em more liquor stores and dirty coke
That's what God recommends

When the president talks to God
Do they drink near beer and go play golf
While they pick which countries to invade
Which Muslim souls still can be saved?
I guess god just calls a spade a spade
When the president talks to God

When the president talks to God
Does he ever think that maybe he's not?
That that voice is just inside his head
When he kneels next to the presidential bed
Does he ever smell his own bullshit
When the president talks to God?

I doubt it

I doubt it

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Tue, 20 Dec 2005 03:00:30 GMT

06.06.06

The government is corrupt

while we're on so many drugs with the radio on and curtains drawn.

The cars are all on fire with no one at the wheel.

The flags are all dead at the top of their poles.

In the sky the sun has fallen down.

And in the streets the billboards are all learing.

I opened up my wallet and found only blood inside.

We are all trapted inside the belly of this machine

And this machine is bleeding to death

Then without knowing it we fell into it.

Like a some sort of daydream or a fever.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Fri, 16 Dec 2005 14:58:20 GMT

someone tell vanessa... .. .. .. .

.. .. .. . ..... .... .. I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone
Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home
There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you. will you never call again?
And will you never say you that love me just to put in my face?
And will you never try to reach me? it is I that wanted space
I’m sober now for 3 whole months it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won’t touch again
And in a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate
You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take
So I’ll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind
And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave
Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made
And like a baby boy I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes bright and I held your face in my hand
And then fell down yelling “make it go away!”
Just make a smile come back and shine just like is used to be
And then she whispered “how can you do this to me?”

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you
Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 23:35:31 GMT

I made up a little site for my families basketball team.

This way they can share information more efficiently & with greater ease.

Thought basically I would place my bet most will simple get a kick outta having their pics online.

Anyways, check it out ...... man

MUSTANGMAGIC.CJB.NET

HOORAY!! for organized sports & technology

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YAY

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 16:29:42 GMT

It was in the march of the winter I turned seventeen
That I bought those pills
I thought I would need
And I wrote a letter to my family
Said it's not your fault
And you've been good to me
Just lately I've been feeling
Like I don't belong
Like the ground's not mine to walk upon
And I've heard that music
Echo through the house
Where my grandmother drank
By herself
And I sat watching a flower
As it was withering
I was embarrassed by its honesty
So I'd prefer to be remembered as a smiling face
Not this fucking wreck
That's taken its place

So please forgive what I have done
No you can't stay mad at the setting sun
Cause we all get tired, I mean eventually
There is nothing left to do but sleep

But spring came bearing sunlight
Those persuasive rays
So I gave myself a few more days
My salvation it came, quite suddenly
When Justin spoke very plainly
He said "Of course it's your decision,
But just so you know,
If you decide to leave,
Soon I will follow"

I wrote this for a baby
Who has yet to be born
My brother's first child
I hope that womb's not too warm
Cause it's cold out here
And it'll be quite a shock
To breathe this air
To discover loss
So I'd like to make some changes
Before you arive
So when your new eyes meet mine
They won't see no lies
Just love.
Just love.

I will be pure
No, no, I know i will be pure
Like snow, like gold

Bright Eyes - No Lies, Just Love