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sorry you guys i hope you work things out...and that japan gets over its long-standing xenophobia

turquoise70 wrote:hey all.... i'm drinking....

and i'm in the bahamas...

let me tell you

okay

listen up and listen good

you can have everything people want

all the STUPID SHIT people say is valuable in this world

money

health

good looks

good weather

and be the unluckiest dumb fucker in the world. i'm totally alone. i'm sitting on a god damn stupid ass computer typing with my lonely fingers. not to be boastful, god knows, i'm not like some kind of hunk of man, and i'm not loaded, but hey i'm at a huge resort and everything, i'm just saying.... fuck if i know what i'm saying

i'm saying please, please, please, please, please

love those around you

hug your woman and be GLAD you have her

be HAPPY for your shitty little apartment

take some fucking goddamn time out of your stupid day and thank god or science or whatever insipid shitty thing you pray to that you have the musical talent you have (and you're on twoism so i KNOW you have it) or artistic talent or whatever else

these things, these are the things that are really valuable... i just thank my lucky stars it's not too late, and that i have the friends i do.... here i am in paradise.... AND ALL I WANT IS TO GO HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

why is it that

when you guys are drunk

you double space?

(parenthesis) wrote:
why is it that

when you guys are drunk

you double space?

i don't know

but please

for the love of god make fun of me

hurt my feelings if you have the time

i seriously don't know who i am if someone isn't deriding me.

and no jokes either, i want you to give it a serious fucking effort

come on, say what you really feel. everyone come down on me NOW

do it you pansy ass motherfuckers

i know you want to.

god im so hungover, its over 35c outside, 31c in the house. too many different types of alcohol last night.

chu-hi, sho-chu, lager, stout, cocktails, whiskey. really feeling like i never want to get drunk again.

fuck alcohol. thinking about drinking the last can of beer in the fridge just to get rid of this feeling.

tyonight was a swim session
i went to a fair,
i played a song at a nice cafe,
i go and play games with kass and bobbi
i suck at games, but so ovewrly fun
you ar my neighbots

i love you all!

time for music

tonight i feel believeable

peace friends

Shadowshocker wrote:tyonight was a swim session
i went to a fair,
i played a song at a nice cafe,
i go and play games with kass and bobbi
i suck at games, but so ovewrly fun
you ar my neighbots

i love you all!

time for music

tonight i feel believeable

peace friends

can i please make every line of your post into a song title? please?

turquoise70 wrote:

Shadowshocker wrote:tyonight was a swim session
i went to a fair,
i played a song at a nice cafe,
i go and play games with kass and bobbi
i suck at games, but so ovewrly fun
you ar my neighbots

i love you all!

time for music

tonight i feel believeable

peace friends

can i please make every line of your post into a song title? please?

i would love you to!

i can't believe the time i last posted in here

i feel overwhelmingly destructive now...

after taking multiple swigs from an unforgiving muggg
I make my way to a strong branch over a somber expressway
and watch the shiny streaks of rainfall turn to rubber stains across painted lanes
I sit on the edge of a scuba dive to my expressway eternal rest

oh how effortless it'd be to breathe
or to sink to a resolution
and be perpetually absent

I become homesick with delight
cuddling me from inside
and nobody discovers how
an extended stroll becomes a shameful trek "home"
oh, how I'd kill to be with family
all those affectionate animals

goodnight everyone
at least you may understand
somewhere near a perception of sin
as the fire rises
making a signal to the world
and changing into another direction
cause everybody's attracted to creatures who adapt
and not whose fixed sensations
keep their breakfast orders identical

and all their silverware clean
no one desires to be constant
or someone who understands how difficult change can be
nobody understands me

goodnight www
dot
unconscious release
dot
com

because i really dislike the word freedom

because freedom never meant happiness
and happiness was always engulfed in disaster

everything begins at peace
which is just a silly word for introductions
where things are grown alive
and whispers become painless to make sense of

oh how i desire some sense in this world
and for my raining disposition
to cave in
and offer gifts to the entire globe
instead of mentioning old mistakes
like it's a fucking reality analysis

cause in reality
you have a purpose
and nobody can take away your reason
magnetizing the morning
like the earth spins around you
and nobody can destroy
the garden we've built
cause flowers still grow
deep from her heart
but nobody watches them flower
cause they're still too busy
watching themselves watching themselves
and i really wish
for one moment
we could all stand by
and gather around
to watch you
flower too

...

just like her spray of beauty
that's all i'd really like...

Damn, to damn hungover. Went to a fucking crazy Breakcore party yesterday, haha 50% of the people we're on speed/ecstacy.

Does morning drunk count? Not hung over but...still hammered after a good nights sleep.

ha ha of course vexile! viz

drank a giant galoon of cutty sark last night and I feel great! i fell down!

Shadowshocker wrote:i can't believe the time i last posted in here

i feel overwhelmingly destructive now...

after taking multiple swigs from an unforgiving muggg
I make my way to a strong branch over a somber expressway
and watch the shiny streaks of rainfall turn to rubber stains across painted lanes
I sit on the edge of a scuba dive to my expressway eternal rest

oh how effortless it'd be to breathe
or to sink to a resolution
and be perpetually absent

I become homesick with delight
cuddling me from inside
and nobody discovers how
an extended stroll becomes a shameful trek "home"
oh, how I'd kill to be with family
all those affectionate animals

goodnight everyone
at least you may understand
somewhere near a perception of sin
as the fire rises
making a signal to the world
and changing into another direction
cause everybody's attracted to creatures who adapt
and not whose fixed sensations
keep their breakfast orders identical

and all their silverware clean
no one desires to be constant
or someone who understands how difficult change can be
nobody understands me

goodnight www
dot
unconscious release
dot
com

because i really dislike the word freedom

because freedom never meant happiness
and happiness was always engulfed in disaster

everything begins at peace
which is just a silly word for introductions
where things are grown alive
and whispers become painless to make sense of

oh how i desire some sense in this world
and for my raining disposition
to cave in
and offer gifts to the entire globe
instead of mentioning old mistakes
like it's a fucking reality analysis

cause in reality
you have a purpose
and nobody can take away your reason
magnetizing the morning
like the earth spins around you
and nobody can destroy
the garden we've built
cause flowers still grow
deep from her heart
but nobody watches them flower
cause they're still too busy
watching themselves watching themselves
and i really wish
for one moment
we could all stand by
and gather around
to watch you
flower too

...

just like her spray of beauty
that's all i'd really like...

wow dude. that was intense.

coming down
things inside me get sick

oh well, an all nighter seems to be my hangover cure...

i used to have outlets for my pent up emotional fucking problems

i was supposed to be over this years ago

i decided to GET A LIFE and BE A MAN and stop dicking around with my loser internet friends and develop a sense of DIGNITY and stop doing what i actually enjoy and do what the world wants me to do instead and i've never regretted a decision more.

i hate my fucking life

and instead of doing something about it i just bitch about it on the internet, slowly making other people more and more annoyed at me because all i do is whine about my problems which are non existent. maybe i just really want everyone to hate me. i have no life. i don't know what i'm going to do about all of this. all i know is i'm running out of time. this used to be something, but now it's like, the longer time keeps marching, the more it's like, too bad, too late, you're too old, you were supposed to be out of this phase long time ago, you never grew up, you never grew up, you never grew up, you never grew up

^ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2B413NljCwI

not really drunk but i bought a giant bottle of wine last night and drank it fast. parents visiting from out of state. just woke up upside down on a couch. not sure what happened.

i probably should be blocked from this site whenever i can legitimately post in this thread...

I'm druuuuuuuuuunk

drinkin spiced rum

Shakespeare was right, man. Alcohol makes you randy.

Sun you have her
Doing nothing for all she had
Bleached rays seeking a meadow
You surround her
Until we are gone forever

The sun will set
And I will love you
The moon will rise
And we will wait for morning

Stranded from all we know
Smiling all she can be
Her lovely hands showing lies
She wants to see it all again
Something that wasn't for me


She misses the sunlight
And i love the dark
She is my moon
And I her shadow


We won't wait around here anymore
There is too little
And it is too early


-Nazeal Drnk n Out!

Lso, I love sandwhiches.

Fin.