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| 10:35am 21/06/2004 |
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fuck ive been goe for a good century. Stubs almost died with drinking disease. HAHAHA! now someone will join my forced sobriety. i miss my shauna so bad. i counted every minute id be back to her now today we should see eachtother. cant wait.
dear grant,
we were one gay team last yonder. i must have pulled my penis out several hundred times. i remember when Hammerhead jacked off Smeeg. whos QB next year? i bet he wont have the personalityless quality of Daus or the I dont give a fuck, jokes all day, gay remarks, Kinnebrew action we had. Cheers to 5-5. |
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| 07:51pm 11/06/2004 |
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welp, i graduated. if you dont graduate high school, you should be lined up and shot. the world does not need such a retaded person draining our welfare. its so fucking easy. i applied myself maybe once during my whole life at high school both ARTESIA and MAYFAIR. and then theres fagets in my class all sad about leaving. GAY FUCKING GAY. "aw i will never see these people ever again." WHO THE FUCK CARES. good, in fact! i fucking despise half of my class. the world needs more straight shooters. "sign my yearbook" FUCK THAT. i got like two because i didnt want some random fuck who never went out of their way for me polluting my book.
TOP TEN THINGS GURANTEED IN MY VERY NEAR FUTURE:
1. San Diego.(boot camp)
2. real friends
3. female orgasms (17)
4. Oskar Peikar
5. killing talibans
6. Hot Florida
7. Impala
8. A big bash to send me out on.
9. Perry will still have a little foreskin rod.
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| 09:24pm 07/06/2004 |
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momma take this badge off of me
i cant use it anymore
its gettin dark, to dark to see
i feel im knockin on heavens door
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momma put my gun to the ground
i cant shoot them anymore
that long black cloud is coming down
i feel im knockin on heavens door
knock knock knockin on heavens door.
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god i love that song. my favorite. yeah so it looks like Ronald Reagan wasn't as dead as i thought.(hint) she's still afraid to kiss in public, but I dunno. awards night. no awards. its always reassuring knowing you squandered four years of your life away. god high school is so easy, i never put effort into ANYTHING. god bless you California Public School System. god i am in a bob dylan mood so let me say to my special lady "I Want You, SO BAD" you know how i feel so dont push me away. please/ |
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| 03:46pm 05/06/2004 |
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Look whos back to regulate the EMO plague. Its been awhile.
I officially am anoyed by everything and everyone whos name sounds like "awna" at the end of it. AWWWW! AHHH!
everyones moving on. i thought i was doing well after the whole "auna" debacle and i was. until last night. now Ronald Reagan is dead. gees. "auna" is out "watching hook" until one in the morning. i used to have those "movie nights" with "friends" too. i may be dumb, but not retarded. theres no need to lie, you and I cannot be like that anymore. if i want you in any position in life its a friend.
gees the nicest person lately has been magda aka stephanie. the only fluentwriter in her class last year. gees. you shouldve seen what kind of things ihad to read last year. RETARDED people in your class. |
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| 07:58pm 20/04/2004 |
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Shauna and I in our own tent. SHAUNA AND I!!! ONLY!! THAT MEANS NOBODY ELSE! NOBODY, EVEN YOU! YES YOU!! IT DOESNT MATTER WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE, STEP IN OUR TENT, YOU GET YOUR SHIT BACKHANDED. motherfuckers
NOBODY. if anyone tries anyhing, there will be no understanding, just me right hooking your shit.
im serious.
I go to the Marine Corps in less then 2 months and this is our last big event TOGETHER. that means leave our shit alone. FUCKERS.
2 months= war, killing, fighting
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| Slave To AA:SRSD:F:SDFLsd |
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| 03:11pm 16/04/2004 |
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mood: indescribable music: Exploited- Beat the Bastards
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"Who the fuck are you?"
nothing to do tonight. nobody thinks im special enough to call.
Pat and i got hammered and tried to fight some kook. He left like a punk bitch.
I wanna get this river trip underway so i can sleep with my lover in our nest of romance. aka tent. |
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| 04:51pm 14/04/2004 |
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GOD LOVES BRETT BUTCHER
ok ill do it stephanie style. here we go.
MONDAY- Drank 40's and sat in the back of those ruffians the Moloney boy's back room. Eventually at about midnight we said "lets go get pierced." Drove 125mph next to the wall and got to sunset in 10 mins.
LAST NIGHT- got drunk and went to Sean Foreskin's. Tweeker Johnny B bought the booze. Went back to the ruffian boy's back room after rattling LittleMullet Robby's with Sean and Pat. many people were there. Craig scratched my back and I scratched his and our plans worked out. DIDNT THEY!?!
OH WHAT A CONCLUSION TO QUITE A FINE NIGHT!
GOD LOVES BRETT BUTCHER |
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| 08:58pm 11/04/2004 |
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i made $200 in two days. BLAM! thats hard slangin! no. just wholesome money earning.
Well river trip for sure! my stomach is on point, so i say to all.......
DRINKING IS BACK! UP THE THIRTY WILL!
(30pack whole lotta lovin) |
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| 05:52pm 08/04/2004 |
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mood: Sodomized music: THE BUZZCOCKS
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today was odd. there was no anger. my dream girl likes a little man who ruined my dream night with my dream girl. the girl i want to move in on, is a kinda sketchy situation. the friends are always there to keep me sane. the ex is in a file of her own and it is in the back of my file cabinet.
PLEASE DREAM GIRL GIVE EVERYTHING UP FOR ME
AND I WILL TAP THAT ASS
OH YEAH AND HAVE PICNICS AND WHATEVER ELSE GOES WITH IT
MOSTLY TAP THAT ASS THOUGH
p.s. Grant Fitch, give me gay sex or give me the
GLORY HOLE! Captain Stabbin Style! |
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| Rest In Pieces AcuraLegend |
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| 06:47pm 06/04/2004 |
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Who remembers Prodigy? I was always too young to appreciate them. They got some drugged up insane beats. wow. If I still had the Legend, they would be in the "tape player." Any who.
speaking of the legend. baby i love you. every minute without you is hell. you and i couldve run the world.
i only drunken drove you once, but it was the best 95 mph on the freeway ever. That Jamba Juice parking lot took you away from me, but youre still here. on the side of my house. they say youre totalled, but baby i will always love you for what was and never will be.
R.I.P. ACURA LEGEND 1988-2003 "Im dying in your arms tonight" |
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| 12:59pm 05/04/2004 |
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Dodgers play today at one so i stayed home. Shauna and I are friends now. Very big weight lifted off of ones back. I was always pissed off at her and being that overprotective boosh clown, isnt me. Oh well. Anybody wanna get swept off their feet? |
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| 09:09pm 01/04/2004 |
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Break my body, its generic. It gets all touchy and gives me weird old man diseases. Shingles (stress), kidney swelling (alcohol), now ulcer (both). GOD HATES BRETT BUTCHER. A relationship as tumultuous as the one I'm in is the worst thing i could possibly be in. Fuck it, i'll run my body into the ground and them some for something I think is pleasing. Hindsight is 20-20. Im dilapitated youth.
Its funny half of sadies was "drunk." damn i remember when these people used to call me shady and bad and tell on me because i smoked a few and drank a few. wow the irony. even my girl. gee thanks baby. fuckers.
Apocalypse Now
"THE HORROR. THE HORROR" "HEY, GI, FUCK YOU!" |
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| 11:53am 27/03/2004 |
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God hates Brett Butcher. There'll be no more "Top Tens." sorry Grant. People were too appauled.. "no gimmicks."-smeeg.
No sex tonight. (Thanks random guy.)
No drugs tonight.
No booze tonight. (Thanks you beaners for madcow food)
What the fuck?
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| 06:38am 25/03/2004 |
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WOW! my most responded to journal is the one that says "SORRY" |
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| 12:37pm 13/03/2004 |
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tonights the big night. we will see. i got my money on me making a dumbass mistake and doing something stupid. today alredy has been that way. |
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| 12:50pm 10/03/2004 |
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965-9717 is my phone number. this saturday is what i am anticipating. there will be SDK! Sex Drugs Ku Klux Klan for those who dont know. It will be a fiasco. i the future, I am going to brew a whiskey and eventually call it WHISKEY DICK'S. should sell well. hopefully the S in SDK will get the most action on saturday. if not, there will be much K. |
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