Surreality Complex

Tue, 04 Nov 2003 01:34:26 GMT

Apologies for the lack of angst infected updates, I've been feeling rather cheerful. I'll get back to you when I feel like a miserable fuck. Have fun til' then, buckos.

It's all in the chemical balances, all in the chemical balances. Like a book upon a pencil, at times.

Sat, 20 Sep 2003 18:33:48 GMT

Angst, angst, angst. Fuck you. More angst.

Fri, 18 Jul 2003 19:16:55 GMT

MIA.

Jeeze, Paul...

Thu, 05 Jun 2003 02:07:43 GMT

So I'm sitting in class, and Paul turns to me and asks "What religeon are you?" I say athiest, he says "God, that's stupid".

Hey Paul, FUCK YOU.

I feel better now.

If only she would know... How I hate her.

Tue, 13 May 2003 20:23:13 GMT

She is the shrine of my hate. She reeks.... Like shit. Like she hasn't bathed in months... She follows me everyhwere. It's creepy... Just hearing her voice makes me cringe. She talks at a pitch akin to nails on a chalkboaord, and every time she pauses she raises another pitch. She blithers on about mindless things... "French Mouses" And "Angles talking to her"... It verges on insanity, most of it. She is obsessed with the french, and angles, to the point where it is all she can talk about. I wish she would realize how it agrivates me, how it tears at my mind.

She won't, though.

DAMNIT.

Wed, 30 Apr 2003 23:35:37 GMT

Why'd she have to do that??? Now I can't talk to her... And even if I do... It's gonna be... Strained, weird. She had to. She just had to ruin it. Why'd she have to? DAMNIT.

Sex hunrgy bastards....

Sun, 27 Apr 2003 00:36:29 GMT

So. I'm sitting in my room reading, the house is pretty quiet... He's in their room reading. That whore I call a mother comes in and they have A REALLY LONG, LOUD FUCK. Gotta love it. At 6pm to. Meanwhile, my room is right next door. They ask why what's the matter.

Bastards. All of them. Sex hungry adults who should know how to better control themselves. Shit, even I can keep my pants on longer than that.

Woo, religeous freaks. Gotta love em' for a laugh.

Tue, 15 Apr 2003 01:23:27 GMT

How do they go off on the police? How? They're good honest music, hmm?
http://www.av1611.org/666/rock_666.html

I can understand anti Marlyn-Manson, but the beatles are the anti-christ? That's a little extreme. There's to many to be an anti-christ.
http://www.av1611.org/crock/dctalk1.html

Can anything be more disturbig

Mon, 14 Apr 2003 11:20:14 GMT

than listening to your mother and someone who isn't your blood father having sex in the room right next to yours for three nights in a row?

Damn my toes.

Mon, 07 Apr 2003 00:53:25 GMT

My mind feels like it's shrinking, as I sit here, a slave to my monitor. Night after night blows past, and what do I do?! I sit here, staring comatose into the cold glow. It's pathetic. I need stimulation. To break free of this dredge. To become something more than... Than this.

And so I tell myself, time after time. But I never do. I always find myself here, in this chair, at this keyboard, while the world zooms past my face. I hate myself for it.

And though I search myself for an answer, I never really find out why. Why I do this to myself. I just wish I could share with someone how I feel, but every time I talk to someone it just feels artificial, fake. Like it's not me talking. Just automated responses and small talk. I can't seem to get through.

And so I spend every day of my life, pushing myself to the dream that never comes.

Why? I'll never know.

Respond to me, you faceless monsters!!! Amuse me, dance for me!

That's been building up for a while, folks. I feel much better now.

Aaaargh!

Wed, 02 Apr 2003 17:14:37 GMT

I am dirty. Dirty, dirty, dirty!
ARRRRGH!!!

Interpret it how you will.

Holy ****

Mon, 24 Mar 2003 18:27:30 GMT

I think books are appearing in my locker.

I think...

Sun, 23 Mar 2003 20:01:31 GMT

That the only thing I truly want in life is to be accepted.

Custom backgrounds.

Thu, 13 Mar 2003 02:58:32 GMT

Real bitches, but I think they're worth it.
Ya?
Just hope my image host dosen't fuck out on me...

New pic.

Mon, 10 Mar 2003 00:13:35 GMT

Cliched, but I like it.
Not a bit of lettering used, either.
H = (-)
U = |_)
M = (Y)
A = /-\
N = (\)
P = !? on top of each other
E = (-
R = |O\
F = |_ _
C = (
T = |-
I = ! upside down
O = 0/
S = 5
D = |)

Rock

Sat, 08 Mar 2003 23:11:24 GMT

Me

Hard place.

Damn english papers.

My journal, my rules.

Sat, 08 Mar 2003 20:11:12 GMT

I'm going to write what I want to here. If you don't like what I write, tough shit. Go somewhere else.

I'm going to eat now.