I invented a dance it is called the velociraptor.

Don't be a ghost... leave a note, comment or hug below... thanks! AND IF you think you're too important to leave a comment or hug or what have you, you should know you aren't... so Ghost traffic go away. If you don't like what you see either A) close your eyes and pray it disappears or B) get over it. If you don't have anything nice or at least constructive to say please leave my diary now. The nice and/or constructive comment/sentiment/etc doesn't necessarily have to be about me or this crap of a journal... so whatever...be nice. OH and "fall" will lead you to older entries...

2005-09-05 - 10:34 p.m.

My Lecher tis of thee
I can smell what heavy gavels will drop on tomorrow
to silence any objections for years to come
Take advantage of the situation
And the new words read: and Liberty and Justice for some.
Here! Here!
I can smell what heavy gavel�s wood oil lacquer preaches
But with raw seepage from underbelly ruptures does the message pour
And eat through a nation�s constitutional floor boards.
Amended me oh great giver of disease yes and beat me please
As I beg at your knees.
I know you want to inject and so breed into me hell�s fire seething oily hate
which can never be washed off.
Do you think I am easy? Only one evening to dissuade?
With such loose morals that I would lay with you consensually, my enemy?
For all your charms which I see, fester on nubile fresh skin.
Not me, no sir, not pure.
I can smell your heavy gavel�s will to pasteurize us to pretty dope eyes and light processed hair
It burns my nostrils as I shake free one cm above your big o� bucket-o-bleach.
Separated speckles still-born ranging ages 18 through 84 float on top
84 golden plaque surrounded in gavel�s wood
Reads thank you for your years of dedicated indifference and servitude.
18 stepping out into this, I�m so sorry,
Stepping out after a brief detour needing to get fixed castrated mutilated next-generation still-born.

So I have been trying to open up the census and I can't see other ppls answers. I will send D-land a question about it. Then I will hopefully start working on all that shit. but for now I will continue to disappoint you as it seems that is what I do best. thank you and good night/morning.

because riding on city buses for a hobby is sad

.trip. - .fall. - .bounce. - .ashes ashes . - .we all. - .fall down.

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So I noticed a shit load of people tracking internet dirt through my journal but not leaving me any comments or notes...so hey if your gonna click/sneeze and wipe your dirty internet germs all over my lapel the least you could do is leave me friggin note or comment... I don't like ghost traffic. Its not polite. And for those of you who leave me a comment, note, and/or guestbook entry thank you in advance! Don't have time you say? Well, then you could just give me a hug (see above). That only takes a second. Thanks!

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