batteredink

I feel good tonight.
I miss aggression and hate..

(hate every mother fucker that's in your way)

.. not to be blinded by passion or lust, because it's passion in a fucking box. In a huge fucking box.

Like being ripped..
Torn..
Roughed up..
Kicked the shit out of..

And I crawl to no one on battered knees..

Ahh.. intensity vocalized.



mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

I guess you have to be naked to post anything here.. whatever.

Let me just start this out by saying.. this is the year of fucking years, okay?

February 21st : Henry Rollins
March 19th : Jello Biafra

Less than 30 day span(k). Henry. Jello. I can barely speak. I literally could not and had to cover my mouth for fear of screaming like a stupid girl. Sometime between now and then, though, I am get to...
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***nothing to see here***

I fucked it up, I guess. You didn't want to see that boring conversation about PJ Harvey anyway.

This is a little too real not to be affected by any part of it.. sometimes it just makes me sulk and want to scream/cry/run/etc.. but most things beautiful do.
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I Know You/Henry Rollins

I know you.
You were too short.
You had bad skin.
You couldn't talk to them very well.
Words didn't seem to work.
They lied when they came out of...
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So.. I've been taking this non-fiction writing class online. It's great for me. I never thought I could write (can you believe I almost spelled that right?) non-fiction, due to not really being that much of an expert on one thing, but I am trying. So, when I was generating ideas, I thought of writing one on the idea of tattooing in Oklahoma. It's really...
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I was talking to Renee at work tonight about my idea and then I made the decision to use it as my idea for the play I'm going to develop in one of my classes. The basic thing is.. a gay man wakes up from a coma a straight man. I thought that could go many ways.. either drama or comedy, and I would personally...
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This is really weird. How did Missy get there? I don't know. I don't really care, but you know.. it's just weird. I'm too lazy to change it because none of that really matters anyway.

I was sitting here wasting away online and a commercial for some movie was on in the background. And this movie idea suddenly came to me. And it's a really...
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I thought I had something to say, but I guess I don't. Except that sometimes I really hate myself for letting people control me.

Last night I was really worried that I would either not look good enough or somehow disappoint him in some other blind way. But, I don't think I did, because the whole night worked out wonderfully. Besides the fact that we are both the worst at making decisions.

I thought it was going to be bad because my mom started being a bitch about me...
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I was supposed to go see Brian last night, but I didn't. He had to work early this morning. Deep down inside I was a little relieved, because I was scared as hell. I think I may have even noticed the start of an anxiety attack. I don't know. I was just really scared. And then a little bit later, I came back down to...
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It's days like these that I wish I could just get away. Run away. If only I didn't have to be responsible in this world. If only I had nothing that mattered.. that needed to be kept together. If only my actions wouldn't be missed. If only I could be that thoughtless. If only I was dead. I would fly far away.. away from this...
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