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today is my 4 year anniversary on SG! damn. i'm a totally different person then i was back then. but i feel like i've evolved into a much better person.
also today is john lennon's birthday. he would have been 68
RIP
in other news: i got my own place today! fuck yessssss. i love living alone and i got a rad deal.
life is good
also today is john lennon's birthday. he would have been 68
RIPin other news: i got my own place today! fuck yessssss. i love living alone and i got a rad deal.
life is good
i really wish people would look deeper into things then what the media feeds them. there is so much more underlying. i'm tired of people spouting off recycled ideals that are un-original and tired. i'm tired of people who lack passion and integrity. everyone around me is a fucking waste, un-ambitious, un-educated losers. they only have going out every goddamn night and getting obliterated, eating horrible fast food and destroying any potential they could possible possess. mindlessly partying, fucking and wasting away their rich parents money or inheritance. gimme a fucking break. i would give my left nut to have been through the cush lifestyle some of these people whine about. i grew up poor and on food stamps and i am thankful for every penny i am bestowed. i know the value of a dollar and i know how to be frugal with my funds. i grew up with a widowed father who struggled to feed and clothe me and my 2 sisters. and yet i got people crying about how hard their life is because they got 4 DUI's. you did it to yourself fool! people need to open their eyes. there is more to life then being a brainwashed robot. thats why this country is in the condition it is in. no one gives a fuck. no one. we are greedy and lazy and spiteful. i doubt i'll ever see a change in that. not in my lifetime. fucking sad.
this totally expresses how i feel without me saying a mother fucking word- get maverick-y! 
SNL VP debate skit
SNL VP debate skit
sarah pallin is an unintelligent, incompetent cunt. if she gets into office- i'm moving to europe. she is a disgrace to woman and an embarrassment to our country. just say no.
a friends of mines' son was watching her on TV and he said "why does she look so evil daddy?" thats all the proof i need. he is 7. children sense inherent evil.
*disclaimer* i am not political. this is just my opinion. if you are offended by this- maybe you should be because its the truth? [rhetorical question] either way- if you disagree- fine. we'll just have to agree to disagree. just don't bother reading my blog. after all its MY blog- not yours. voice your own opinion on your blog! thank you kindly and fuck off
x.
avalon absinthe
random fact of the day: i loathe capitalization. i think its pointless.
a friends of mines' son was watching her on TV and he said "why does she look so evil daddy?" thats all the proof i need. he is 7. children sense inherent evil.
*disclaimer* i am not political. this is just my opinion. if you are offended by this- maybe you should be because its the truth? [rhetorical question] either way- if you disagree- fine. we'll just have to agree to disagree. just don't bother reading my blog. after all its MY blog- not yours. voice your own opinion on your blog! thank you kindly and fuck off
x.
avalon absinthe
random fact of the day: i loathe capitalization. i think its pointless.
the next episode.
admitting i'm wrong sucks copious amounts of balls but i'm not above doing so. it takes courage to own up to what you do- even tho you look stupid. however to me- it is quite exhilarating, dignifying & empowering. it makes me feel like the perfectly flawed, fucked up person i am and we all are. it makes me human and it sets me free.
no one is perfect. we all fuck up.
i'm a fucking dick and i'm sorry. i will improve this.
it is time to get beyond being so jaded, cynical and vindictive. it's super childish and it's holding me back. it's time to let that shit go- for good.
finally the heat cools. watch the weather change....
x.
Avalon Absinthe
admitting i'm wrong sucks copious amounts of balls but i'm not above doing so. it takes courage to own up to what you do- even tho you look stupid. however to me- it is quite exhilarating, dignifying & empowering. it makes me feel like the perfectly flawed, fucked up person i am and we all are. it makes me human and it sets me free.
no one is perfect. we all fuck up.
i'm a fucking dick and i'm sorry. i will improve this.
it is time to get beyond being so jaded, cynical and vindictive. it's super childish and it's holding me back. it's time to let that shit go- for good.
finally the heat cools. watch the weather change....
x.
Avalon Absinthe
These are the lyrics to a song called "Girl Your Baby's Word Food" by Weerd Science. Its fucking radular. So on point.
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Hey, what's up? This is a true story, about a girl I know.
Not like Return of the Living Dead was a true story, this is... there's been no fabrications.
This is all true, exactly the way I saw it. Listen up.
Yeah, Uh huh, girl, I gotta tell you somethin'. (You listenin'?) Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, I'ma punch you in the stomach. Hoe.
There you go, with your man, he don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this August your man is leavin. Bitch.
Come on girl, you do the math. He's already taken care of your three other kids
without a question asked and now your gonna ask him to have the baby? What are you? Crazy?
You were done by four kids, by four different fathers. Haven't you ever heard of a thing called condoms?
How come none of the other babies daddies want 'em? When my kids grow up yours are gonna rob 'em.
And I don't want that, it's easy. Trip down the stairs or a baseball bat to the belly would please me.
Throw on a black mask aim for the midsection and crack that ass
Now, I know it sounds harsh, but it's not. The chick has a kid every time she farts.
Illegitimate illiterate little bastards. Dead by eighteen, but this is just faster.
Yeah, Uh huh, girl, I gotta tell you somethin'. (You listenin'?) Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, I'ma punch you in the stomach. Hoe.
There you go, with your man, he don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this August your man is leavin'. (Check check). Listen up cunt
Now, it's not like he's innocent. I mean, the girl get knocked up from havin sex on the internet.
Hadn't he remembered that he'd nutted up in her, and now I gotta fix it, cuz he's in love with her.
And I can't let a homie take a fall. A condom? I'd have put tinfoil on my balls.
Ain't no time to stall, cuz the time is now. Do something quick, before the kid comes out.
Look at the trouble that your dick shot out. Here's a couple hundred dollars, get the fuckin thing out.
There's bound to be a better reason to get rid of the kid. Take two steps back just look at the bitch.
She's one of the most crookedest bitches I've ever seen, she's been dishin' out kids since she was thirteen.
And I know that you trust her, but everyone from here to Illinois fucked her, dummy.
Yeah, Uh huh, girl, I gotta tell you somethin'. Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, I'ma punch you in the stomach.
There you go, with your man, he don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this August your man is leavin. Little cunt.
Think back to when you first met the slob. wasn't she married? Her husband had a job?
Supportin his kid, one was his, she was busy suckin your dick and you were clinched.
She did the same thing to you, man. You better take matters into your own hands, man and make a plan.
And jam your fuckin fist and fuckin grab the kid. Pull it out by it's leg it's your only chance.
You wanna be the only man with a new born? (huh?) As soon as it was born it smelled like Newports (ew!)
Strangle the bitch with the umbillical cord. Let it be a lesson to the rest of you whores.
Trash
Man, I met some (Trash) trashy bitches in my day
Girl, he's a good man...
Trash
You're the biggeest piece of trash I've ever seen, yeah.
Girl, he's a good man...
You're the biggeest piece of trash I've ever seen, yeah.
Girl, he's a good man...
Yeah, Uh huh, girl, I gotta tell you somethin'. Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, I'ma punch you in the stomach. Hoe.
There you go, with your man, he don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this August your man is leavin.
(He's a good man, cunt.)
Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah, your baby's worm food.
Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah, your baby's worm food.
Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah.
Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah, your baby's worm food.
*
Hey, what's up? This is a true story, about a girl I know.
Not like Return of the Living Dead was a true story, this is... there's been no fabrications.
This is all true, exactly the way I saw it. Listen up.
Yeah, Uh huh, girl, I gotta tell you somethin'. (You listenin'?) Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, I'ma punch you in the stomach. Hoe.
There you go, with your man, he don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this August your man is leavin. Bitch.
Come on girl, you do the math. He's already taken care of your three other kids
without a question asked and now your gonna ask him to have the baby? What are you? Crazy?
You were done by four kids, by four different fathers. Haven't you ever heard of a thing called condoms?
How come none of the other babies daddies want 'em? When my kids grow up yours are gonna rob 'em.
And I don't want that, it's easy. Trip down the stairs or a baseball bat to the belly would please me.
Throw on a black mask aim for the midsection and crack that ass
Now, I know it sounds harsh, but it's not. The chick has a kid every time she farts.
Illegitimate illiterate little bastards. Dead by eighteen, but this is just faster.
Yeah, Uh huh, girl, I gotta tell you somethin'. (You listenin'?) Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, I'ma punch you in the stomach. Hoe.
There you go, with your man, he don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this August your man is leavin'. (Check check). Listen up cunt
Now, it's not like he's innocent. I mean, the girl get knocked up from havin sex on the internet.
Hadn't he remembered that he'd nutted up in her, and now I gotta fix it, cuz he's in love with her.
And I can't let a homie take a fall. A condom? I'd have put tinfoil on my balls.
Ain't no time to stall, cuz the time is now. Do something quick, before the kid comes out.
Look at the trouble that your dick shot out. Here's a couple hundred dollars, get the fuckin thing out.
There's bound to be a better reason to get rid of the kid. Take two steps back just look at the bitch.
She's one of the most crookedest bitches I've ever seen, she's been dishin' out kids since she was thirteen.
And I know that you trust her, but everyone from here to Illinois fucked her, dummy.
Yeah, Uh huh, girl, I gotta tell you somethin'. Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, I'ma punch you in the stomach.
There you go, with your man, he don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this August your man is leavin. Little cunt.
Think back to when you first met the slob. wasn't she married? Her husband had a job?
Supportin his kid, one was his, she was busy suckin your dick and you were clinched.
She did the same thing to you, man. You better take matters into your own hands, man and make a plan.
And jam your fuckin fist and fuckin grab the kid. Pull it out by it's leg it's your only chance.
You wanna be the only man with a new born? (huh?) As soon as it was born it smelled like Newports (ew!)
Strangle the bitch with the umbillical cord. Let it be a lesson to the rest of you whores.
Trash
Man, I met some (Trash) trashy bitches in my day
Girl, he's a good man...
Trash
You're the biggeest piece of trash I've ever seen, yeah.
Girl, he's a good man...
You're the biggeest piece of trash I've ever seen, yeah.
Girl, he's a good man...
Yeah, Uh huh, girl, I gotta tell you somethin'. Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, I'ma punch you in the stomach. Hoe.
There you go, with your man, he don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this August your man is leavin.
(He's a good man, cunt.)
Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah, your baby's worm food.
Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah, your baby's worm food.
Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah.
Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah, your baby's worm food.
HOMELESS KARAOKE
A couple of friends and I decided to go to Champagne's for friday night karaoke. Well that was a huge fucking mistake! Not only was the song selection less than desirable [and thats putting it mildly] but the homeless convention decided to come and set up shop there. The musky aroma of dirt, tragedy and speed was in the air. I sang "Me and Bobby McGee" by Janis Joplin as well as "Faithfully" by Journey. But that was the only Journey song they had- which is blasphemous. I never sing karaoke unless they have "Dont Stop Believin'", which is my theme song, and "Love is a Battlefield" by Pat Benatar. They had only one Pat Benatar song also which made me want to start a riot. So not only was everything pretty fucking lame-but my friend said the word "fuck" whilst singing and was banished from singing again the rest of the night! So, of course, when I was ending "Faithfully" I had to say "fuck this" just to really drive it home. Fuck them and fuck that. I mean seriously Champagne's- WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! You cater to the homeless and yet curse words by the more sane folk are unacceptable? Give me a mother fucking break you hypocrites! I will never return again for such ludicrous bullshit.
After we sang we were approached by an older man I happen to work with named Bart and he felt the need to tell us that he was going home because he had to get ready for "naked movie night". ARGH! This guy is like 55. And the thought of him naked just makes me want to projectile vomit. Then he want on to say something about making sure your cat was de-clawed or it could create a tragic situation *cringe* Wow- I feel so nauseous. Gag!
Following that I went to Divebar and it was aight. Meh. I havent been there in over a year. Its still the same ol' crowd.
Anyway I digress- How is everyone weekend going? Hopefully I would get into copious amounts of evil and wrongdoing to raise the appropriate amount of hell I desire on a daily basis. Cheers!
xo.
Avalon Absinthe
A couple of friends and I decided to go to Champagne's for friday night karaoke. Well that was a huge fucking mistake! Not only was the song selection less than desirable [and thats putting it mildly] but the homeless convention decided to come and set up shop there. The musky aroma of dirt, tragedy and speed was in the air. I sang "Me and Bobby McGee" by Janis Joplin as well as "Faithfully" by Journey. But that was the only Journey song they had- which is blasphemous. I never sing karaoke unless they have "Dont Stop Believin'", which is my theme song, and "Love is a Battlefield" by Pat Benatar. They had only one Pat Benatar song also which made me want to start a riot. So not only was everything pretty fucking lame-but my friend said the word "fuck" whilst singing and was banished from singing again the rest of the night! So, of course, when I was ending "Faithfully" I had to say "fuck this" just to really drive it home. Fuck them and fuck that. I mean seriously Champagne's- WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! You cater to the homeless and yet curse words by the more sane folk are unacceptable? Give me a mother fucking break you hypocrites! I will never return again for such ludicrous bullshit.
After we sang we were approached by an older man I happen to work with named Bart and he felt the need to tell us that he was going home because he had to get ready for "naked movie night". ARGH! This guy is like 55. And the thought of him naked just makes me want to projectile vomit. Then he want on to say something about making sure your cat was de-clawed or it could create a tragic situation *cringe* Wow- I feel so nauseous. Gag!
Following that I went to Divebar and it was aight. Meh. I havent been there in over a year. Its still the same ol' crowd.
Anyway I digress- How is everyone weekend going? Hopefully I would get into copious amounts of evil and wrongdoing to raise the appropriate amount of hell I desire on a daily basis. Cheers!
xo.
Avalon Absinthe
