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loss of appetite... [28 Feb 2009|08:09pm]
[ mood | </3 ]

i was in such a good mood.
i just left the arbys with a bag full of food and was listing to the radio.
i park and begin to eat my food,then something happen that wigged me out bad.
kings of leon:sex on fire came on,needless to say i couldnt finish my meal.
i broke down on the way home.i tried to just think about all the fun and progress ive been making(despite loosing my phone again...)and i couldnt push all these thoughts of you out of my head.you took up alot of space...now i dont know what to do about you.
i want to talk to you but i dont want to fight,breakdown or wig out.

ive had a good time and have been keeping myself busy,but your always in my thoughts.
not a day goes by.i miss your companionship,i miss you as a whole.you were one of the most surest things in my life,so i thought.every time i feel like something reminds me of you i catch myself thinking about all the times we had.the good and the bad,then i think to myself i could almost fall inlove with you all over again...

i love you so very much.
i miss you more then anything.
but i cant do anything other then that...

i cant wait. [30 Jan 2009|12:05pm]
[ mood | melancholy ]

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ive been better but i always pull through.

someday...



these guys are awesome.

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you have turned your back on me... [13 Jan 2009|02:25am]
[ mood | disappointed ]

for the last time...

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[10 Jan 2009|06:06pm]
[ mood | uncomfortable ]

Revive a sense of hope
Amids these abandoned dreams
Rewrite what it is to feel
In hopes it will carry me home

Drift in and out
The light of morning drags me back
I need release
Separate this body from my mind

Send me home

My conscience there to send me off to sleep
When I need you closer
For when I wake I am greeted by shades of grey
I'll return to you

In dreams, the sun sets in our eyes
In dreams, we'll never be apart
In dreams, I'll promise you'll never be alone
How much I wish your voice could send me home

8 dead fucks | raise the dead

IM SELLING EVERYTHING! [05 Jan 2009|11:35am]
[ mood | drained ]

i have to get rid of everything that isnt clothes pretty much.
i have a guitar halfstack movies games furniture and a buch of other items you might know someone or want to buy it yourself.

ill post pics later if i can get a camra from someone.
but just hit me up once i post the pictures if you thinkg you might be interested in buying something.

i guess ill be driving over to santa barbara CA from here,its the cheapest way fo me to get my truck out there.

if you know anyone who needs a room mate for a month or two out there,that would be sweet.

well wish me luck,im gunna need it on my own.

raise the dead

this cheered me up.why im not sure. [04 Jan 2009|02:59pm]


raise the dead

i give up. [03 Jan 2009|02:22pm]
i know.

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I GOT STABBED FOR NEW YEARS! YAY! [02 Jan 2009|02:25pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

drove all over orlando waisting all my gas trying to find a decent party to chill at.

when thetime hit 12:00 i was in the truck still driving

pulled up to some shady house walked in,got mad looks from everyone(the whole 6 kids that were there)and was asked to leave.i get outside the house and start walking to my car people talking shit to me cause they didnt know me or my friend.i turn around the next thing i know i get sucker punched.i look up at the kid and ask him why the fuck did you just punch me more shit talk from him.so i turn around to walk back to the truck so we could leave.homeboy and two of his friends circle me and the guy who punched me grabbed my arm and fuckin stabbed me with a hunting knife. i look at him and asked him if he just really fuckin stabbed me like thirty times? needless to say i think he was scared cause he backed up when i went towards him and called them out.i walk back to my truck and get in and we drive away.i tell my buddy hey man i think dickfingers just stabbed me?roll my sleeve up and sure as shit im bleeding all over my clothes and truck we pull over a block away from the house and call the cops.
get out of the truck and my fuckin tire is flat.dick fingers and company slashed my back right tire,i guess before we left.spent the rest of the night in a parking lot waiting to come home.
got home that morning around 10am.
not a good time at all.

and to top it all off i think somethings going on with cj...

i guess i got all my bad karma out of the way?

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ssdd [19 Dec 2008|03:41am]
[ mood | the same ]

if i were a verbal toilet i would be coverd in your shitty words.

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IM BACK FROM THE WESTSIDE! [15 Dec 2008|12:47pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

CALICollapse )

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WESTSIDE! [02 Dec 2008|11:24am]
[ mood | excited ]

leaving for cali tomarrow,i really need this right now more then anything.
cant wait.

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el oh el [26 Nov 2008|08:30am]
[ mood | STOKED ]

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THIS IS BULLSHIT! [23 Nov 2008|03:14pm]
[ mood | WHITE ]

i am having the hardest fucking time with sanding my room.
if i have the right fan id be good but its just so fucking dusty and the fan i have shakes worse then michael j fox working a jack hammer in the middle of a richter 8 earthquake... needless to say im taking a break,a much needed one at that.
hopefully i can barrow my boss's industrial fan and stick it outside my window.
i can only fathom that working the best for the job at hand.
other wise im stuck in a cloud of dust and spackle swearing more then an angry george carlin special on HBO.
i cant wait to be done.
i cant wait to leave florida.

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whos running and whos chasing? [20 Nov 2008|07:35pm]
[ mood | Shitty ]

Chris A.Cowles<Casia J.Allen

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shades of grey. [19 Nov 2008|03:41pm]
[ mood | productive ]



started working on the room like 3 days ago rippeing shit off the walls that ive had since i was seventeen.heh it was kinda sad but i know it'll all pay off,besides its not like i dont have all of those crazy memories anyways.
then tuesday i started spacklen everything!Ran out,went back to lowes today.finished everything up even cut out the dry wall from all the holes and put new drywall in.
then went out side and ripped a stump out of my lawn.looks nice and smooth now.no more lawn pimple.
i miss you.
but on the bright side ive never gotten so much done.
id rather just waiste the day with you though?
=0(fuck)

3 dead fucks | raise the dead

the ungravity of love: [06 Nov 2008|11:36am]
[ mood | blank ]

unspoken words and body language,lying still in your surroundings.
calm and quiet enough to hear both seprate heart beats,
no space to confine all defanitions of this slumbering somber of feel.
unscripped thought triggering this beautiful reaction of thought,
but unbearably too distrought to see.

3 dead fucks | raise the dead

im glad i didnt vote [05 Nov 2008|09:41am]
[ mood | curious ]

now i wont feel so bad if he fucks us over lol
dont worry i didnt like McCain either but what i wanna know is why didnt anyone vote for this guy?

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my life is a mess but its a good mess. [26 Oct 2008|11:23am]
[ mood | confused ]

dont know if im moving to CALI or not if so its gunna be in THREE WEEKS!?
and really thats about it?
more to come...

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YOU COULD HELP ME AND YOURSELF WIN $50,000! [18 Oct 2008|11:36am]
so i was eating micky Ds and just peeled myself off one of those $100,000 tickets. i got the arches ave and am in need of golden ave for the full $100,000.
i think its a stupid and slim chance but if you know anyone that has golden ave you should tell them that i got the other half.im not a douch and would split the 100k 50/50.
50 Gs wouldnt hurt to have right now,or ever?

1 dead fuck | raise the dead

off key and outta line: [11 Oct 2008|12:45pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

Dig my own grave
Lost in what I should accept
I'm no better than the rest
I can feel it wearing thin
We were never meant to win
Letting go of yesterday is easier said than I can do
You are always haunting me
I can't explain the fear or inadequacy
I am the enemy
My enemy
Time is not on my side
I am not on my side
I come to terms with the truth
Fortune has never been a friend
So the story sadly goes this truly is the end
End of the road for all my hope
I dig my own grave
Lost in what I should accept
I'm no better than the rest
I can feel it wearing thin
We were never meant to win

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