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777

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  1. Feels wrong naturally to eat animals. I wonder if they feel pain? You know...Slicing the throats of cows left and right. It's horrible. But not. Hah, We eat em and have hamburgers and good shit like that. But they were once living and once moving and once living for itself. What if cows got super smart and we stayed at our intelligence and they started killing us left and right. Probably feel a bit silly after then.

  2. kkekekekekek I knew this was going to happen sooner or later. Just from seeing the absolute disappointment from Josh in the recent Youtube videos.

     

     

     

    Too bad, That "Paramore" had to have ended like this for me. The bad forum upgrade. The terrible news about "Paramore"-Secret lover ending. Wow. To think that the band would end like this. And that Chris's lockong of the "hoax" thread would be false. Too bad....Too bad.

     

     

    Hayley, Save the sound.

  3. My secret?

     

    777 up in this heezy like a breezy logged in then logged out fo' anyone see's me cheah keep the rhymes flowing going meanwhile in Canada while it's snowing cheah check it out trick this is mah shit!

     

     

    But a secret. Eh. I've got many I lost count. Well...Maybe I was just born with it. All these secrets.

     

     

     

    Or maybe its maybeline!

  4. I thought waketheearth was watchthesky this whole time.

     

    Not that it's so much "wtf" because she prolly has her share of creepers but idk.

     

     

     

    Why are all the chicks in the twilight movies right hot? Wheres all the fat chicks and deformed chicks? They need some camera tiem as well.

  5. Warning! Opinion is strongly expressed:

     

    Anyway, There's a lot to rant about these days and the fact that I chose this internet forum as my venting agent-Makes it seem that my life is even more embarrassing however no one knows me so it's all good!

     

    Been doing court. Me VS My brother. My word vs his. My word is truth. His word is false. Perhaps I'm insane in reality and he is the sane one here but my grasp on reality would have to be slipped a looooooooong time ago for that to happen. So I'm safely assuming my reality is in touch with the majority of sanity's. So my brother is painting a bad picture for me in this court case, As he has written in typed paper unnecessary violent information's concerning me and my OTHER brother. I see this as a sad attempt to make me seem like the bad guy. I feel safe behind the guaranteed reality that he has a bad criminal record. Evading police, Violent history and so forth. Although if the judge asks me about the incident involving my other brother well then...I'll gladly tell him about that. I tell myself a lot of the times that this court case isn't for me to throw Samuel in jail or to get free and laugh at his face, No I see this court case as a method to excuse my conscience. Anxiety attacks it seems has been pervading my awareness for quite some time. I can't even stand in line at the grocery store without feeling like I'll faint.

     

    The eyes, The people, The knowledge's and their walks of life. I feel as if they can see right through me. When in reality they cant. That idea doesn't stop me from assuming they have piercing eyes that go into my soul and into my information's somewhere there wherever inside my brain-WHATEVER.

     

    If you're reading this than I hope you're having a good time! I ain't done yet and if no one reads this, Thats even better! Either way I don't want to regret this. I feel like Axl Rose at a show doing a half hour rant. Ah, Maybe that's what I'm going for. Not. So the court, January 28. Sentencing. Lawyer says it's guaranteed I'll stay out of jail and I believe him. I'm confident in fact. My brother is scared of me. The one I am currently facing in law. I heard my lawyer read what he had to say about his experience in all of this. Scared, His sleeping patterns are off, He's distances himself even further since last time and since last time no one could get a hold of him except his woman. I'm sure even she is having a hard time and blames me. There I go though, Jumping the gun and feeling like I know what's going on over there assuming the worst. I know fuck all I'm sure. I want to think I know something and tell them "Nah what you say doesnt' mean what you think it means, It means what I think it means!" But the both of them would rape me verbally and stuff their opinions down my throat because I want to hear what they say. It happened the last time, They totally put that shit down my throat and told me straight up where they were standing, They basically teamed up on me. I hope they think good of that victory. That was the beginning of the end.

     

    This is a familiar old dance for y'alls I'm sure. We're the same type of beings. But I'm done-zo!!!

     

    End.

  6. Just about finished a strong pot of coffee. On the last cup now so I got energy and I feel like I'll lose consciousness soon so that puts me i nthe posting mood.

     

    Where the fuck is everyone these days!? lolololol. Feels like it's just me and a handful of chicks! Wheres Harry and all that jazz?

  7. I confess I know I'm not that much older, but god damn high school girls are annoying.

     

    Oh shiet I love them! Visually appealing and emotionally DESTROYED! Not that I'm much of a sadist but most high school girls these days create their own doom. They deserve it! Not all though.

     

     

    I CONFESS I GOT A LITTLE BLACK BOOK WITH MY POEMS IN!!

  8. Alone with one someone else as clueless as me in a room that is sealed definitely. There's no escape because I just know it. I catch a glimpse of some large vicious beast and the lights go out. All I can see is black because I am looking everywhere. In a second the room is shaking hard and the other guy is yelling his head off and being killed and the room is still shaking and I'm terrified. I wake up sweating and my heart is pounding. Thought that tihs was real.

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