top 5!

My top 5 right now..

1. The Smiths
2. Gastunk
3. the Rider-Waite tarot deck Antoine Dukes traded me
4. The Mob
5. seeing my best friend at Best Friends Day this week

rats

rats? i hate rats
rats make me crazy
crazy? i was crazy once
they locked me in a room full of rats

what is real/notreal

punk rock steve stabbed his girlfriend to death.

family first

so he's on the phone with me, screaming that there's 31 days in july so we don't have to pay rent until friday and i tell him it's june, and he just keeps yelling telling me i'm a bitch and that he HATES to be around me.
and my headache has been so bad the past few days i can't walk straight sometimes and my vision keeps getting blurry. it might be because of stress, but if it is i don't see it getting better anytime soon.

raw power

"nobody understands me, i'm really sensitive."

"baby, I hate you because you're the one that I love."

why ignore me?
why not just be honest and mean?
because i can get off on that.

wastoid

x-ray pin-up calendar

so hott

why does everyone have to be wasted all the time?

oh, mr. byrne...

last night, around 3am
i watched Stop Making Sense
and danced by myself until
I fell asleep.

stuck

my antibiotics gave me an infection.
my body is stuck in a vicious circle.

rotting5alive

my body is soo tired of this.
i wanna be well.

ginger snaps.

I get this ache... And I, I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces.

Out by sixteen or dead on the scene, but together forever.

Wrists are for girls. I'm slitting my throat.

fuck yeah.

versus the end of the evening

i never forgot my lines,
i still hear them all the time.

life sentence

premonition

there were ceelo dice in a dream i had
someone rolled a 1-2-3
do you think it means something?

GARBAGELIFE/LIFEGARBAGE

it's a cruel fucking world and i'm not.

graduation, lol.

i finished high school.
i'd like to thank everyone i ever
bribed, paid, threatened, blackmailed, etc.
to do my homework.
this tiny laminated diploma
i might get in the mail in a couple months
is as much yours as it is mine.
my very own punk rock prom on monday
eep!

autonomy?

we gave up the
chance to form a collective
when we collectively decided
to never give a fuck,
didn't we?

happy barfday!

happy birthday, sir.
thanks for being one of um,
3 people that read this?
and thank you for teaching me
how to tie knots.
haha.

babygirll...

i miss my rat..

just another case of the punks

"dear anna grace,
we got you this horrible nasty assfuck virus.
we thought you'd like it.
enjoy it for the next 7-10 days.
love,
punk."

torturetorturetorture

everyone i actually like is soooo far away.

the puking marlin

goodtimesallthetimetilidietime

so far as possible..

"today was a good day musically"

bummer!

hate is universal.
loneliness inevitable.
i'm not being negative,
the world just sucks.

vanitas

Vanitas is a type of symbolic art, specifically associated with still life paintings from the 16th and 17th centuries in Northern Europe. The word vanitas is Latin and it literally translates to "emptiness". More loosely, vanitas symbolize the meaninglessness of earthly life and the transient properties of vanity. Vanitas were commonly funerary art, often giving the message, "memento mori"(remember you must die). Vanitas typically use skulls as the subject matter, symbolizing the certainty of death; but also they often feature rotting fruit, symbolizing decay, bubbles expressing the suddenness of death and fragility of life. Some even portrayed peeled lemons or raw seafood, things that are pretty to look at but bitter to taste, which some would say is similar to life.

mori

Fuck this shit. Fuck death. Fuck it for it not being easier for me. Because I care. Because I'm not numb and people think I am. No, actually, I'm talking about dying. Death is a whole different set of encyclopedias. At least, I hope so. It's kind of important to me.

HAPPY MAY DAY EVERYONE
LET'S TEAR UP THE STREETS.