cahrizz

choices were always a problem for you...what you need is someone strong to guide you...---tool opiate

i haven't had this disc for like ten or more years. how i missed it. it take sme back to being in a room in my parents house and punching walls taking a bunch of acid and painting a giant murrual(fucking can't think of how to spell that word) on my wall despite the known freakout factor and shit fit the folks would have when they glimpsed it. but the hell with it.

the time's coming for an escpe plan. must get out of army. but i need to wait till i;m out of iraq so it's not like a felony punishable by death and shit. i'll just learn a language if i have to and disappear into another country.


ahh reading a book called rebels of the backlot. a fucking great book. very inspriing. i'm a bit envious. i want to make movies. i realize this. anyone who spends weekends alone shunning his friends rents some movies drops a few tabs and takes notes on movies as teenager is meant to do that. and well i forgot about it because one day i was telling a teacher about this dream(he was one of those you respect then he died of cancer a year laetr)who asked me who would give me millions of dollaars to a make a movie. so i said fuck it play music and write books. and so i didn't do it. been in my fair share of em though. so they were student films. fuck it. actings acting. not like i was pursuing it or anything dudes and chics just kept asking me to be in their damn films.

gotta go i'm done discharging this anal leakage from my unkempt mind peace fuckers,
chris d.