sitting in the back seat underneath the passing light beams from the streetlamps, on a road that was leading to somplace he didnt want to be, he slowly fadded away. looking out of the mud coated car window he didnt see anything below, and above he was blinded by the flashes of yellow light. he turned his head and looked down at his hands, he needed to clean the dirt form beneath his fingernails. then he slowly fell asleep. he woke up suddenly because a truck behind them in the tunnel had honked its horn for good luck. he held his breath to make a wish, but by the time he thought of somthing remotly worth while the car had allready shot out of the mountain. he made his wish anyhow. up the curving road, and instead of slowing down the car started going faster and faster. around the turns the car started to go into the other lanes. he wasnt worried though, and tried to pick some of the dirt off his nails. the car was going ninety now and a particularly strong curve was coming up. the car went flying off the road and flew up then slowly started falling down. the radio was playing some pretty music that he hadnt heard before, and all the light now was from the moon and stars that the trees had restricted before. he died a few moments later, his wish came true.

Peace, Bitch

Who can turn the world on with a smile?



I have no motivation what so ever, and I am extremely passive aggressive and anxious.

I'm not gunna make it after all.

why i need a good swift kick to the arse

remeber that somthingsomthing toilet seats story i wrote a while back? the one with the peanut m&m's? remeber that fantastic last part and ending?
i think i deleted it.
kill me

Apparently the peaberrys on the corner of broadway and baseline is going to be closed and replased by a starbucks.
a tribute:

just another brick in the wall

I have nothing to say.

after watching the wall today with my hippie stoner school chums, i told my father and low and behold, it got him started on a (aprroximatly) 5 minute rant on how much he hates pink floyd. there very bloated and unoriginal, apparently. and we dont need no education is a very ignorant song. he even tied transendentalism into it.

i just dont like them that much.

here are some images i stole from other people; hopefully you can steal them to:

I do not share your "enthusiasm", your "lust for life". i wish i could just cut certian people out of my life, and not feel bad about it.

california dreamin'

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)
California dreaming (California dreaming)
On such a winter's day

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees)
And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray)
You know the preacher likes the cold (preacher likes the cold)
He knows I'm gonna stay (knows I'm gonna stay)
California dreaming (California dreaming)
On such a winter's day

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
If I didn't tell her (if I didn't tell her)
I could leave today (I could leave today)
California dreaming (California dreaming)
On such a winter's day (California dreaming)
On such a winter's day (California dreaming)
On such a winter's day

excuse me, conversation hearts.

angel
im me
email
wiz kid
u r a 10
b mine
luv u
u r a qt
cutie
let's read
first kiss
i hope


GOD i love candy hearts