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Friday, May 25th, 2001
12:08a - simpsons...
jimmy crack corn, and I don't care.
jimmy crack corn and I'm not there.
we built this city on rock and roll.

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2:01a
Eric Bachman initiates the healing process.
Download Archer of Loaf-White Trash Heros and Crooked Fingers-A new Drink For An Old Drunk


current mood: radical as fuck

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2:35a
I don't want to kill myself anymore, I just want a job and some sex

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2:37a
this is all such a learning experience. everyone needs a more than healthy dose of pain.

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2:40a
in a town so small, there is no escape from you. in a town so small, there is no escape from view. in a town so small there is nothing left to do.
dirty dream number 2.

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10:52a
Instead of being depressed, or writing mean and hateful things on my livejournal.

it will be as follows:

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care. Jimmy crack corn, and I'm not there. We built this city on rock and roll.

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12:19p - greet me with open arms, I'll tear you limb from limb...
so...

I am going on a long drive with my father for his work, won't be back 'til like 8.

And, I am going to start a punk band for the sole purpose of getting sloppy drunk, and covering it. It'll be rad. I will roll all over the floor and spit on myself.

Or, better yet, I will start an emo band and do the same.

also, this song has the best song title ever


current mood: damage

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12:30p - fuck you and a half
oh, and for the record. I am happy today. I did a backflip onto my bed for no good reason.

Yay! Maybe I don't need a girlfriend after all. Some sex would be nice, though.

Today, I won't even drink!


current mood: happy

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8:40p - you don't really wanna fuck with me, the only nigga that I trust is me...
so, much to say! I just returned from my trip with my dad.
First of all, I had a great time. We passed a park that I had done something uh, sexual in (I wasn't alone, I swear!). and my dad informed me that that this was the park we had always gone fishing at when I was a youngster. I wish I could have known that at the time.

And also! we passed these two small hills, that already looked enough like breasts as it was. But someone had put a barrel on top of each of them, as to make them look like nipples! Funny stuff! If anyone wants to know where they are, let me know.
While in a certain shitty Oregon city, we stopped by a Burger King. If you ever want to see the scum of society, go to a small town burger/taco fast food joint. Anyway, the best part is while in Burger King, I notice a very attractive member of the opposite sex.
Upon reaching our planned destination (a mobile home manufacturing plant). I notice the girl is ALSO AT THE SAME PLANT! 150 miles away from where I first saw her. Whack.

I was on acid earlier. Before anyone yells at me, realize this: I haven't done acid in fucking years. I am fairly certain I was experiencing an acid flash back. my third recently.

and I am going to become a rap music artist. anyone got any good name ideas?

I'm done now. Time to go stare at the design on my parent's couch for a solid hour and a half.


current mood: dizzy

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9:43p - When he's gone, I won't come back...
Why don't people understand that I am poor, and cannot afford to do things.

"Hi, my name is Jesse...I don't have any money."

There, now that that is out of the way.I should take back some change to a coinstar machine and go balls out and buy as much beer as I can afford with the rewards.


current mood: poor

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