dooblecain

haha, last SG post

snap, bitches

So I am in a internet cafe in Dublin, Ireland is happiness, guiness is also happiness.

So how is everyone back home doing?

fuck,

my moral standing is lying down,

now the only question is what the hell do I do,

screw it, thinking out loud, that or the 9v battery where my heart used to be is out of juice.

sometimes it just helps to play guitar naked

I do believe ive gone off the deep end, weeeeee

anywho, what is up fine bitches

christ people are boring

Its been a long time since I have sang for anyone, recently got into a band with a few friends, its been good to sing again.

weekend was utterly fubared, bi polar with sprinkles on top, did write a few things for guitar, though they are depressing as hell due to the mood of the weekend

actually playing my guitar again, damn I feel productive,...
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I need a warm safe place, instead im going to sleep

At least my head is quiet when I sleep

Dooblecain: i dunno i saw jesus making out with a schoolgirl all raunchy style and such
SUNKISS177: Ryan says no
SUNKISS177: ha one on my side who you got
SUNKISS177: you were jesus making out with a school gfirl
Dooblecain: wha? whatever are you talking about, I totally saw jesus with that schoolgirl, i am sweet and innocent, not like that bastard jesus at all

confused, confuzzled, i love my guitar

sexy

Tribes of primitve hunters, with rhinestone codpieces rampant, should build pyra mids of Chevy engines covered in butterscotch syrup to exalt the diastolic, inef fable, scintillated and cacophonous salamander of truth which slimes and distracts from each and every orifice of your holy refrigerator, Sears be its brand.