penguin17

Aftermath: Freedom In Ashes

I've been writing so much every day lately that I decided might as well make it a real project and call it a book here is some of the random content::::
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written 7/27/08 reminicing about july
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.....like taking a nap but I fear that if I do I will experience the death of teh mosrt beuatiful creation I've ever made up to now...........tath I won't get to share the most beutifl moments of my life with the people i love the most.......adn that they won't ever feel what its like to look into a dark mioor of your own back pool that got connected to you twice and duplicated itself athousand times only to see you adn give you the greatest tickle of chiuldish reflextion that you randomly spamed peopl eabou tdifferent parts of the journy as you decovered the coolest fucking web page ever in your life next to Born twizted beyond teh freek show and the music vedeo I made about the mosrt sarcastic peice of music that was the ultaimate sarcastic joke tath cake from the mountain of a movie he tol dme he thougth could never be articulated into words and Idid it for him adn more so much more that when I stopped talking to him adn making erin the amish laugh ( look maic fucking stalkin gvioces I['m a fuckin gmanic pcitzo phrenic genuis who didn't get to finish her iq test because they put it inside of a fucking apoint ment so whiile I laugh and find alot of beuty and have faith in creation I've never written anytbhing this fucking long in my entire life adn it does mean alot to me......and if I could I woudl like to send it through time and to all ther people I'd hope to touch so yes I'm 23 newly from 1984 birth of the year 7/7.07) and I'm not seseptibley numb to the fear of wattchin g ones own memory of everything they love in life die liek a child of the 4th demention of creation who longs to project the interaction of her own experiences of creation to revery one..........so fuck you too Some times I am tormented by the thought of loss...............At the baR THAT nihgt fiddlesticks whirtch was next to jesses house but he said he was about to go to benders whitch was our back to it hang out of most of our kareoke experiances and jumproping to dj nights tahat I never thougth I'd get into two at once but some how I did.........I tol dhim that he should meet me through the back door of the bar that was across the street from his house and he didn't want to meet me ther so having taht day just seen the face of god I joked that it was of historical importance.....we never met up with eacchother but I had teh best time if my life and had faith that when he was ment to see me he would just as I...................after speaking of the moutsin I never got to seee the ending of biut devon said that i not only summed it up to words for him but made him think about things he had never thought before when he himself often srtruggled to make people see what he was thinking of when we finaly foudn silence..........on the deck of the porch in a hole in a wall in the land of the methhead apt complex that is my platyJessies posseland. devon started stroking his cock the peaple on the pourch sharing the moment staarted passing a bowl and not being hungry I decided I'd have another beer battered much room covered with chetter cheeze...................
I hop eI never loose you chedder provolone adn parmasian cheeze..................god I really do need to shoot myself in the head I'm way to fucking sappy........but it would probably just be the mask of light that would fade and not my dark soul.............