in all the wrong places. looking for love.

but in all seriousness. women be hating.

i will break into a thousand glittering shards, and the glinting cries will be ignored by those that matter most. i will find your skin in the touch of others and as the refracting shards burrow in, they will grow callused and i will grow calloused. numb. you won't be the last. you're merely the most important. i was a person once. a romantic. a dreamer. i see the shades that are. i no longer believe in the color that straddles the peripheral of perception. you are the end as we end.

EDIT*

drink facilitates. i am alone, and i am angry. you blow in and out like the tide and i am supposed to sit like the beach, always off shore. i don't want to be the sand, to break apart as you thrash. i want to be the water. a part of you. and you're moving on and things are bright, and i'm still the dim. the rising sun hours. it's pathetic. it's sad. i'm pathetic and sad. but what should i do? i can't tell you anything you're the ex. and axe. we've split on the chopping block. it would just make me weaker, exasperate. but i can't let go. if you love someone let them grow. but i love me too.

i'm frothing for a lit portal. i've written for three mwc now, and it seems that i'm a very polarizing writer(with an agreement on writing as a talent, but thematically weak and cliched.) i have an idea for an overall book and if i could test the waters chapter by chapter over the medium of newgrounds, well, i think that would just be swell feedbackwise. so let's do this shit tom. come on now.

better than chocolate milk.

EDIT i want to know your opinions on this matter you cousin fucking rejects. it's been at least a month.

and i'm watching the neverending story with my little siblings.

THE NEVER ENDING STOOOO OOO RRRRYYY.

i keep excreting massive amounts of liquid fecal matter out my asshole, ever seen an elephant take a piss? it's like someone in my colon knocked over a bucket of dirty mop water.

Edit*-i seem to be better now. what a wild trip that was.

fake fights turn out bad. sometimes actresses get slapped.

jesus in heaven do i love baseball. i think it's one of those acquired tastes like soccer. it's pretty slow to the uneducated eye. i think you have to have an appreciation for the way the game's played to truly enjoy it. for instance, my favorite games are the pitching duels where every little detail is magnified. i'm going to watch opening day baseball all day today. watching reds vs. mets right now. hope the reds can best santana. i kinda like their team this year, in spite of that idiot coach of their's.

of course my favorite team, the mariners, play the twins today. going to have to gamecast that shit. not expecting a whole lot out of the m's. maybe 70-80 wins. but, i want to see how morrow does in the closer role. see how rrs does as a starter. see if balentien can play like he's supposed to. see if cedeno's presence and competition can get betancourrt to play with the potential he showed three years ago. and of course, KEN GRIFFEY JR!!!!!

here's to another season.

looks pretty fucking sweet, phobotech!

a donkey cock. honestly. grab it in your teeth and suck it till it cums over your tits and balls. grab the man by his dick and ass and butt fuck him until he screams bloody rape. jerk off and do drugs. get aids and shit all over newgrounds and the mod. everyone you see is a whore, or a slut, or a faggot. everyone you see wants you to finger their anus. you should fill their cunts up with so much piss and feces they yell for hot faggot sex. i saw a man the other day and he looked most gay. he smiled like he licks sack. he walked like a little bitch. i see your fucking bitch ass. walking around like a retard. you blow goats for money. you're a jizz drinking pussy with a tiny dick and god wants to eat your crap. vagina

lol. gtfo.
rofl. lmao. bobs. wtf. ftw. asl

well this if far less silly now.

mayonnaise is disgusting. it is a congealed white yellow mess in a jar. it looks like pus. think about that the next time you're smearing mayo all over your three patty hamburger with your meat paw hands. mayonnaise enthusiasts, you are most foul and god hates you.