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A home at the end of the world. [14 Aug 2005|12:47am]
I don't know if this is worth it or not, but I felt the sudden urge to need to publicize that it just dawned upon me that my entire life (past,present,future) is _____________________________.
That's really the only way i can describe it.
speak

the rumors are true. [21 Jan 2005|11:18pm]
What started out as a peaceful pre-finals study session in the n-dawg home ended up as one of these:

i'm attracted to womenCollapse )
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a little late, but what can i do? [09 Jan 2005|09:11pm]
[ mood | busy ]

Dear Santa,

You must be surprised that I'm writing to you today, the 26th of December. Well, I would very much like to clear up certain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month, when , filled with illusion, I wrote you my letter. I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a pair of roller blades, and a football uniform. I destroyed my brain studying the whole year. Not only was I the first in my class, but I had the best grades in the whole school. I'm not going to lie to you, there was no one in my entire neighborhood that behaved better than me, with my paretns, my brothers, my friends, and with my neighbors. I would go on errands, and even help the elderly cross the street. There was virtually within reach that I would not do for humanity. What balls you have leaving me a fucking yoyo, a lame whistle, and a pair of ugly socks. What the fuck were you thinking, you fat prick, that you've taken me for a sucker the whole fucking year to come out with some shit like this under the tree. As if you hadn't fucked me enough, you have that little queef across the street so many toys that he can't even walk into his house. Don't let me see you trying to fit your big fat ass down my chimney next year. I'll fuck you up. I'll throw rocks at those stupid reindeer and scare them away so you'll have to walk back to the fucking North Pole, just like what I have to do now since you didn't get me that fucking bike. FUCK YOU SANTA. Next year you'll find out how bad I can be, you FAT COCKSUCKER.

Sincerely,

Little Johnny

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fluch me. [08 Dec 2004|08:23pm]
[ mood | miserable ]

Let's fast forward to January 2, 2005.

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papercuts 1: i feel so good about myself right now. [14 Nov 2004|10:28pm]
[ mood | chill ]

sar and me back in the day, we were two hott motherfuckers:

yea, no kidding.

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papercuts1: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA [03 Nov 2004|07:50pm]

observe:

x2mins2midnightx: bonjour
son seul amour: huh?
son seul amour: wait lets rephrase here
son seul amour: "was it fun going out with chris?"
son seul amour: no.
son seul amour: i don'tthink.
x2mins2midnightx: have u been to france lately
son seul amour: no.
son seul amour: have you?
x2mins2midnightx: 2001 and it was wonderful. even megan liked it
son seul amour: were you really in germany in 2001?
son seul amour: and ofcourse megan liked it.
x2mins2midnightx: both germany and france!!!! megan did feed the swans in hamburg. they are mean animals indeed. graceful but mean
son seul amour: fascinating
x2mins2midnightx: oui oui
son seul amour: who is this?
x2mins2midnightx: hard to figure out. of course it is chris, just gone bazzookkaaa
son seul amour: bubblegum
son seul amour: and it could have been brian. or emily. or . i don't know.
son seul amour: someone other than you.
son seul amour: so how are you? i hear you went to the ONE tennis game that i was not at.
son seul amour: how was that?
x2mins2midnightx: lovely, i don't get how they get 15 points when they hit it over the net and the other bitch don't get it. pls explain.
x2mins2midnightx: needles
x2mins2midnightx: that was my father
x2mins2midnightx: not my brother
x2mins2midnightx: hahahahaha
son seul amour: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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[21 Sep 2004|08:06pm]
[ mood | apathetic ]

this is what happens when you leave Megan alone with a camera for 20 minutes:

observeCollapse )

i love her, and then some.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! [05 Aug 2004|10:27am]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY ONE AND ONLY NATALIE!!( I WOULD POST A PIC OF US , BUT MY COMP. ISNT WORKING.)

I HOPE YOUR DAY IS AMAZING, AND IM NOT EVEN GOING TO GO INTO ALL OUR MEMORIES HAHA.

 

LOVE,

ARI

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baby [31 Jul 2004|10:18pm]
[ mood | whatup jiggs ]

best two fucking days of the entire summer.
last night it was me, koz, schulz, & the kids.
today was the beach, with garret tony & sar. schulz, you were greatly missed. it was chill.
i saw chris schulz, so i can go jump off a cliff now.

bowdown.

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cutest kid alive [27 Jul 2004|12:09am]
ladies and gentlemen,
introducing:
Mr. Jeremy Vincent Hilado

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guess who's back in towwwnnn?! [23 Jul 2004|03:20pm]
[ mood | no. ]



damn straight bitch.

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wanna fuck & fight? [21 Jul 2004|08:41pm]
[ mood | thumbs down. ]

FRIED MY LITTLE BRAINS.

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whatup [18 Jul 2004|09:13pm]
[ mood | nostalgic ]



i'm homesick.

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cover one eye. [17 Jul 2004|11:07pm]
[ mood | restless ]

why?
CUZ ITS THE COOL THING TO DO

haha who the fuck am i kidding.

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here i go again. [08 Jul 2004|11:02pm]
[ mood | sad ]

its really funny how one or two obstacles along the road can blind me from everything else in my life.
i don't know whats right or wrong anymore, and i don't know who's good and who's bad, and i don't know if i should even care.
i don't know what i'm saying half of the time, and i don't mean it most of the time. And then when i'm faced with it, i hide from it. i'm quite the hypocrite, frankly. i have everything i could ever need. that should be good enough, i'll work on that.
i keep telling myself to do things, and telling myself to toughen up. i HATE it when people say "i can't do it", and thats exactly what i'm doing.
i need to live my own life, the way i want to, and not let anybody get in the way.
i miss poland, i don't know why, but that was the only time/ place that i was ever really that happy. i guess it was the only time that i didn't feel completely alone.
blah blah blah.
so there are my confessions for the rest of the year.
this weekend i'm off to shoot myself with the parentals.

yea, thats about it. goodbye.

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[05 Jul 2004|09:53pm]
[ mood | clean. ]

i have had just about enough quality family time for the rest of my existence.
spending 72 hours talking about the weather is wonderful, you should try it sometime, really.
other than that, fuck you and goodnight.

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new beginnings [02 Jul 2004|07:30pm]
[ mood | confused ]

hiiiiiiiiii.

add it.

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