The names Brielle, bitch

The names Brielle, bitch

:: 2005 13 December :: 7.17pm
:: Mood: angry

Okay, so we found out the kids that took all the shit out of our church were Ed Madey and Brian Wilgus. I never had much respect for them anyway, so it's no suprise they'd do something like that. After cussing out Ed and telling him what a horrible name he's making for his family, I'm satisfied... mostly. I just wish the assholes really knew what they did and how stupid it was, especially at this time of year. Whatever.

Faggots.

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greyXmatter

:: 2005 13 December :: 4.24pm
:: Mood: curious

My brother is on the phone with some chick he met online.

o_0

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greyXmatter

:: 2005 13 December :: 3.39pm
:: Mood: cold
:: Music: Taking Back Sunday - [Tell all your Friends]

Thank the good lord I got paid today. 100 whammies.
Just so I can go out and spend it on ... not myself.

Two little fuckers broke into our church and stole all the Christmas presents for the little kids, wrote "The Devil Is Coming" on the KID'S chalkboard, trashed everything, and left all the doors and windows open. The stupid fuckers have absolutely no balls. Nice to know they were so intelligent as to leave one of their sweatshirts behind... they're arrested. I just want to know who it is. It was a 15 and a 17 year old, but no one is giving out names. Oh well.... I'll find out eventually. To think, I used to go to school with these fuckers? How lame.

I haven't worked any horses in like 2 weeks. It's awful. The weather is so cold... What the hell is this 23 degrees for a high bullshit? Um, I don't know. It is quite un-cool.

I have the day off tomorrow.
....Yesssssss.

God, it was so nice to hear Kirk's voice. ....uhh.... and his laugh. His darling fucking laugh that I missed so much. That was the first thing I ever noticed about him. hahaha. ahhh, Kirkus. You get me almost every time. Slightly intoxicated and a bit cut up.

Cuppy.

I'll see you all this evening. Have a SPLENDID one!

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greyXmatter

:: 2005 12 December :: 3.36pm
:: Mood: cold
:: Music: Fall Out Boy - [Take This to Your Grave]

The one for giving up on me. And one just cause they'll kill you sooner than my expectations. To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar; I could have died with you. I hope you choke on those words, that kiss, that bottle- confess. Now ask yourself, yeah, out on the insides. I said I loved you but I lied. Lets play this game called "When you catch fire." I wouldn't piss to put you out. Stop burning bridges and drive off of them so I can forget about you. So bury me in memory. Wrap it tight around your throat. On the drive home, joke about the chick you used to see, and her jealousy. Breaking hearts has never looked so cool, as when you wrapped your car around a tree, her makeup looks so great next to your teeth.

Bury me in memory.

Tonight is all about I miss you, and I can't forget your smile and your cynicism, somehow you were always the first one to listen to everything I said. My smile's an open wound without you, and my hands are tied to pages inked to bring you back.

Tonight I'm writing you a million miles away.

<3

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