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[23 Nov 2006|12:32pm] |
So anyways Happy Turkey Day. -smacks you- Wake up fuckers, Why the hell do we celebrate a day just to eat turkey and shop the next day? Me either, Pilgrims were like drunken Irishmen, Rude, and beat there women, so why is it about caring and get togethers? Beats the hell out of me.
All in all thats it. Im not celebrating this thanksgiving in my dads honer. <3 daddo. I miss you. So im kinda depressed today.
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[18 Nov 2006|01:38am] |
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Anyways. Im doing better than yesterday, Girlfriend off my back. Everyone off my back, cept for my shoulder cat. She must think I'm a pirate and shes a parot. Its all good though. Hip doing better.
I really dont have anything to Rant about as for right now, but I am also still just reading the Newspaper right now. Hmm, 8 arresets, A block and a hlaf away for cocaine dealing? Not intresting. But thats it.
I've really been slacking on my political shit latley. Just with all the shit with my hip and all. But I'll have something better tommrow.
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[17 Nov 2006|03:17am] |
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So I never update this thing anymore, but thats because Im always at greatestjournal, Anyways, greatestjournal is being a bitch asshole and the server keeps going down, oh well, I can still turn to my trusty litttle whore of a livejournal.
I haven't even said anything on this thing in a while, Just got home from my 2nd Hip surgery, They had to take the pins out and replace them because my hip wasn't healing right, now if these pins dont work then They'll have to replace my hip with a fake one. I really feel like im 90 with all this hip shit, Im not even 20. I guess this is what you get for driving like a fucking retard right? Im in so much pain and the medication never works, why cant this "God" just poof my hip back together, since everyone is supposedly praying for me or some shit.
I Dont believe in a "God" Or a "Higher Power" Beacuase if there was would you really think that the world would be that way it is today? Come one, why would someone that cared enough to create us, let us suffer the way people do. And im not just wineing about myself here, there is thousands of homeless, jobless, deaf, blind, cancer riddled People sitting there waiting for this hope they are never going to get.
I really need to stop ranting at 2 am because I cant spell and Im overly Tired and you so know im going to finish tommrow. so anyways I'll leave you with that, goodnight.
Kevin.
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[16 Oct 2006|07:16pm] |
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I have been told a million times i have an unhealty obbesion with jared leto. I dont care at least im addicted to crack or anything. I cant help if Jared is the most awesome person in the world. i cant help hes my hero and i admire him to no end.
Really I didnt have this much of an obbesion with Jared/ 30stm untill my dad dies last year, I listened to capricorn Id say at least once a day and It kept me from killing myself. I love 30stm more than anything anf I always seem to be able to associate myself with at least one of there songs on ech CD.
Right now its Attack, i dont know the meaning of why he wrote that song, but it has its own little meaning fot myself, it helps me out when Im fucking pissed at Ashley for being such a bitch half the time, so I just blast it and it calms me down. I hit Ashley once in my life time, and Id never do that again I felt like shit, and also she gave me a beating of my life time. Anyways, I use music as my escape.
so lay off me about my unhealthy obbesion :-P
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[28 Sep 2006|09:32pm] |
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Guys, Im bored.
Someone talk to me or something.
UGH.
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[27 Sep 2006|09:08pm] |
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he worked so hard for nothing, nothing at all. All he did was come home to die. He went to work and came home and DIED. What a mother fucking life!!! A great mother fucking life. He went to work every morning, Forced his kids to do this shit, Making them be perfect little angels. Then HE Died!! He woke up went to work came home and yelled at his wife. Told her nothing was good enough. HE WAS DEAD. He died. HE got up and went to work. THEN DIED. EEVERy day it was the same. GET up go to work, come home and DIE, then yell at his wifey and kiddos, YELL YELL YES YELL! JUST YELL! HED YELL CAUSE HE WAS DEAD! DEAD DEAD AS HELL DEADER THAN A DOOR KNOB. DEATHHHHHHH DEADDDD DEAD BODIES WALKING AROUND YELLING.
Thats why I promised that when i have kids. I wont Die yelling at them. I would let the be and do anything they want. And then Marc came. MARCCCC. AND I DIED YELLING AT HIS MAMA.
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[26 Sep 2006|03:22am] |
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ok this is my Lj. Im good i guess.
Friends only.
I will add you.
1. If ya know me.
2. If i know you.
3. come on now we had at least talked through journal posts/aim/yahoo/certian comms. As long as I have assoicated myself with you somehow.
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