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Name: jeffreybarrettspengler
Birthday: 2/4/1984
Gender: Male
Interests: girls with tarot cards and long hair.guitars.drums.pianos.noises.
ts eliot--
ed gorey--
allen ginsberg--
frank oh'hara--
brian andreas--
anne sexton--
conor oberst--
tim kasher--
jon from the weakerthans--
chuck palahniuk--
kurt vonnegut jr--
vincent mother fuckin gallo--
wes anderson--
paul thomas anderson--
danny boyle--
david lynch--
charles kaufman--
e.e cummings--
ernest hemingway--
chet baker--
billie holiday--
hunter s. thompson--
Expertise: ive been to parties and acted perfectly disgraceful,but ive never actually collapsed.
oh; we love you lana turner
please get up.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Textiles
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
2/9/2003
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| fuck the computer.all of it.. i hate it with all of my little heart.. | | |
| this is professor Goy.are you hearing me?lets get a few things sorted out shall we? | | |
| she asked me where ill be when the world ends and what id be doing with the ephemeral minutes just before life as we know it becomes a complete void in the proverbial history of our dying planet...i never really had an answer to this question, what a dumb idea i always thought,...nothing would or could have any more importance strictly because the world ceases to be a mere second after you realized you did something..it would never be a memory..and for all we know it could only be a thought because lets face it when the world ends no one will be able to say that it did..but if it did i hope she asks that question right before the meteor hits or the nuclear onlslaught begins, and id kiss her and leave her to answer her own question through action and passion and a brand new love for rhetoric, see the world will end according to what im doing and if shes not there, my answer would be "nothing important"..... | | |
| ahem.......had a dream yesterday that i was in the woods.the same ones i was in last week in a dream. but there were houses built into the trees made of mud and spiderwebs and sticks and logs and they all had ladders that led up to the doors.i asked one of the people inside what it was all about and he told me that the houses were only sixty dollars to rent for the week and you can add or take away any part of it you dont like..what a great idea i thought. i was completely engulfed by this idea and wanted to tell eva about it as soon as i saw her. at some point outside i was somewhere wearing a blue shirt.i was pulling these things from my shirt that looked like candy or walnuts but they were really some weird kind of spider.the whole dream i was finding these spiders..and then it was pitch black i was with steve and eva and a bunch of people at a diner. and they all wanted to beat me up for some reason.not blatantly but i could read their minds cause they werent speaking...so on the way out it wasnt a surprise that they ganged up on me.these were all friends of mine in some way.. bilotti, mike, brendan, dan, steve wasnt there tho, he was in the car with eva they were both reading my journal of two years..which i ripped in half and threw into the street. someone hit me in the back of the head, but i didnt feel anything and i was on the ground getting beat up but then i started to fight back and everyone was bleeding very badly.i went to the car to see eva but they were not in there. they were back in the diner and so was everyone else...at some point eva was naked and i was sad all the time and wanted to leave.. so then when i walked out of the diner it wasnt outside it was an apt. and we were all laying around. but i was waiting to leave.i had no shirt on.. eva was nowhere..i remember trying to read something but it all made no sense it was written in a language that i was making up on the spot.. when i woke up i remember thinking,...fuck,.... those mud houses arent even real................ | | |
| spent 500$ on nothing over the course of a week...so the fuck what?right? finally once in my life i get money for the work i did,.. and if i want to spend it on me and my friends, so what, i just got a lecture about how im going to be poor when im 40 because i guess my parents think that if i did this once im going to do this everytime i get paid,.... im going to save up all the money i make from now on and pile it in the middle of my room and light it on fire,.,. and then say well, thats what happens when u dont spend it....and just to make my week better, my car needed new brakes after i realized my money was short...and they had to make me feel terrible and its my birthday in two days, im definately not going to give a fuck,.. i dont know what im going to do on my bday anyway,.......probably be depressed...awesome...wish my eva was here.. | | |
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