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Thursday, April 8th, 2004
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Wednesday, April 7th, 2004
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it's raining.
dude thanks for the SHP hook up. i am going to HIT THAT like a wiffle ball.
but if she is untappable i will spread my index and middle finger, then shut them quickly. you know the drill.
if anyone wants to hang out, i guess you should leave a message, because i'll be bored this weekend.
girls are just about OUT OF THE QUESTION right now. i'm giving up.
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seriously chec out my new best friend:
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) 2_hot_4_u
and my other best friend who doesnt know it yet:
xemogirl
that is the best LJ i have everrr seen.
seriously guys.
i like how "emogirl" has "sxe-ness" as an interest. SO CUTE.
anyway.
guys... lets take a moment to honor kurt
and his ability to provide millions of parkies material to beat off and cry over.
and his inspiration "seattle cut" aka "mohawk".
YES. GRUNGEEE.
guys keep it real.
gurrls, call me.
love,
wyatt
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Thursday, April 1st, 2004
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you're leaving.
this isn't the sound of a red room anymore, or even your voice. i like to call it numbers, or better yet, math.
i'm loving how i will never love you, and you may just have never existed. i'm tired of literature, and words. the facade of a facade that surrounds our names.
i wish i could build walls around them, i really could.
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Tuesday, March 30th, 2004
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Not to draw attention away from my last post (SCROLL DOWN)... but i'd like to honor Nick in his timeless since of wit.
including:
"...That pool that that little bitch drowned in."
and
"the stand by stephen king is so metal."
almost as funny as me.
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| Subject: | GIRLS. |
| Time: | 6:45 pm. |
| Mood: | scurred. | | Music: | between the buried and me. |
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so i'm putting this in bold so its easy to see. and noticeable.
i have recently discovered, according to maxim magazine, that a comet has a 63.8 percent change of hitting earth september 27, and that we could all die if it hits land.
so, nobody wants to die without getting banged by me so... you know the drill.
come on we could DIE.
step right up.
love,
wyatt.
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the world needs more love, so i left all of you a present to make your day's tomorrow wonderful. i don't know you all that well, but everyone deserves it. except for the person who's journal was confusing and i couldn't find the comment button. sorry.
<3
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Wednesday, March 24th, 2004
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JimiHendrix8574: ASDHHHHA'DLFJSD;LKJ
JimiHendrix8574: AHHHHHH
JimiHendrix8574: WTF
JimiHendrix8574: THERES A CONDOM IN MY SOUP
JimiHendrix8574: AS;DLFKJALS;DKJF;SLDJ
JimiHendrix8574: WTFH
jeffreythekiller: dfuhuisdfhiud
JimiHendrix8574: sd;flkajds;lkadsjflk;dsj;LKFJASD;LKFJASDLK;FJ
JimiHendrix8574: AHHHHHHHHH
JimiHendrix8574: I WAS EATING THAT SOUP
JimiHendrix8574: ASDFL;KASDJ;LKJSD;L'
JimiHendrix8574: ADFJSL;KJSD;FLJ
JimiHendrix8574: LIFE HATES ME
JimiHendrix8574: ;laksjdf;lkasjlkj;lkj
JimiHendrix8574: CONDOM IN MY FUCKING SOUP
JimiHendrix8574: ill look at it positivily
JimiHendrix8574: when have i ever gotten the chance to have a condom in my soup
JimiHendrix8574: thats rare
AND I HATE LIVEJOURNAL. GOOD FUCKING BYE.
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Saturday, March 20th, 2004
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"What are they doing? Why do they come here?"
"Some kind of instinct, memory, what they used to do. This was an important place in their lives."
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Thursday, March 18th, 2004
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| Time: | 11:20 pm. |
| Mood: | flattered. | | Music: | bright eyes. |
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some people are too nice to me.
thank you, you know who you are.
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Tuesday, March 16th, 2004
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so, you might think that hearing what you want to hear will make things better... but i feel just about the same, barely any better at all. maybe it depends on the way it's said, or the meaning behind it.
i guess i truly desire someone to actually like me for who i am, and accept me.
i don't want to feel not good enough.
or shy around their friends.
or just worried constantly.
but that's what i get. and that's what i have to live with.
i don't feel as jealous of everyone anymore.
now i'm just apathetic.
but vanity and self-loathing just make me go in circles.
i guess not everyone is bad...
and i guess not everyone thinks i'm good.
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Well, once again I'm whining, but I guess I'm learning to accept things.
I just don't think I'll ever understand this,
or ever understand girls in general.
And why they just hate me.
but, whatever. I give up.
but I know you all came to see quizilla BS.
so..
You are a Summer Kiss! You love showin your boy
off... especially when you both can chill
outside with your shirts off...
What kind of Hot Boy Kiss are you??
brought to you by Quizilla
I promise swim class didn't make me totally gay.
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i decided to do a last post, well for a long time. i'm kind of sick of this.
i'm so fake.
it seems like everything is bad.
i give up.
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Saturday, March 6th, 2004
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eric... this is for you. i'm on the verge of tears.
canada misses you.
Ground control to Major Tom
Ground control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground control to Major Tom
(10, 9, 8, 7)
Commencing countdown, engines on
(6, 5, 4, 3)
Check ignition, and may God's love be with you
(2, 1, liftoff)
This is ground control to Major Tom,
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare
This is Major Tom to ground control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in the most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do
Though I'm past 100,000 miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much, she knows
Ground control to Major Tom,
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me Major Tom?
Can you hear me Major Tom?
Can you hear me Major Tom?
Can you...
Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do....
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Wednesday, March 3rd, 2004
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THAT gave me a boner. Don't deny the fucking hottess. bitches.
im soooo in ah god just all I can say to sum it up is <333333333333. its all wonderful. i miss you.
LOVE,
wyatt
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update even though one person reads this.
so, i have good news and bad news.
the good news is, my sex drive is back, so females, bring it
the bad news is, eric is gone... forever. his internet was taken away. i feel like crying. what am i going to do? i guess i could call him, but FUCK THAT.
i dont know, my mouth hurts, im kind of lonely, kind of frustrated, and kind of have an erection.
im going to go hump something now.
LOVE,
wyatt
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Friday, February 27th, 2004
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Thursday, February 26th, 2004
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You are beautiful
Like these dripping
Veins.
Crying for a chance.
A friend. A lover.
To you your beauty is
Hidden like the secret of a rose,
The light of the morning.
You await the beauty
Of her touch, alone in
Your black corner.
Remain in your frame
Of unpainted pictures
Until you find your death.
i love eric. i am going to lose my virginity to him RIGHT NOW.
he writes poems about me.
aww erico.
theres nothing i can say, really. it's all been said...i'm tired of it.
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If you love someone, you don't want them to suffer.
You want to take their sufferings upon yourself.
If even I feel this way,
Why doesn't God?
-T.S. Elliot
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Wednesday, February 25th, 2004
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Oh all the things to write about, and to not.
It's all so contrived, these entries.
I spend hours thinking of them. Or planning my day around how I will not write in this today.
How much can I say though?
I could just complain about my insecurites, which bother me the most lately. Or I could write a poem, and post it here, let the words speak for me.
A few times today I've been asked how things have been going with her. It makes me suspicious.... as if no one wanted it to go well. Well too bad, because things are fine. Two weeks? How about two months maybe? It feels as long, and that's all that should matter.
Something that didn't bother me before as much as it does now, is the way I stay in this room too much, every night. I don't want to be here. I want an excuse to miss updating, not that anyone reads this. I want to be out, doing nothing, just not here.
I have also found myself thinking about her a lot, almost every minute. I imagine what she's doing, if she's thought of me at all. I pretend for a moment, that she can see through my eyes, and feel like me. Even then, I act slightly different, sitting calm, not figeting. I act busy, or I stare at myself in the mirror, pretend she can see and realize what I am.
I am nothing, and yet I am full. Full of emotions and ideas, that never progress. I want to go to the doctor, and have him tell me something is wrong with me, because I feel so odd, with everything about me, I certainly can't be that normal, can I?
I've been trying lately to not get annoyed by people worrying, and I've been trying to not be so bitter for my age. I've also been trying to understand myself. Why can't I love? Why can't I feel anything honest in my life.
Things might be different, but then again, routine bites hard.
I can't remember the last time I saw the sun rise or set. How much can that show about me? The hours I spend in my room, missing every new oppurtunity. I want to be invited, I want to be important, but it's not part of my personality. I am meant to be off to the side. I accept this, but I can't.
But, whining aside,
you are beautiful. you should know this, and i know this.
and you are the most wonderful thing, flaws or not.
i want to kiss you again, to make up for any time it hasn't been great.
or just to put you in a good mood,
because i could be satisfied with that.
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confused.
cynical.
sore.
scared.
disappointed.
frustrated.
weird.
happy.
horny.
okay.
melancholy.