Sunday, January 22, 2006
Monday, January 09, 2006
...............................................................................booooooooooooommmmmm!!!!!
walalalal hahahaha BOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!hahahahaah hehehehe die burn blow up shred incinerate,ahhahahahahahaha!~!.....cough...yeh ....its random.
Saturday, January 07, 2006
AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Whatever you do, DO NOT go see the movie "Hostel". It is PURE UN-ADULTERATED PORNOGRAPHY. I've never seen that many boobs in my life. It starts with three guys on a trip in europe. They go to AMSTERDAM of all places and get hookers and pot and the like. It is extraordinarily vulgar and profane and i had to leave the theater. Yeah.....just thought i might give ya a heads up... ~Jory
Thursday, January 05, 2006
GAG ME WITH A PITCH-FORK.
thats what it feels like to have the degree of throat-pain i am feeling right now. I cant even sing, let alone scream. and i try to whisper so my voice will come back faster but it isnt working. and i H-A-T-E people that say "huh?" or "what?" so you have to repeat yourself when they KNOW that you dont feel like talking. and they ask you all sorts of random STUPID questions. I could stab them in the face with an ice-pick......yeah. I dont feel good. ~Jory
happy now? and Rose red.
Are you happy now?
End it all with words.
I hope you choke on them
I love you more
you love me less.
And you words burn, sting and cut
There impossible to swallow
So I hope you choke on them.
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rose red burning inside
a drawn and painted death
with your pain buried deep in your chest
like a knife its piercing you heart
it throbbs inside slowly eating you away.
End it all with words.
I hope you choke on them
I love you more
you love me less.
And you words burn, sting and cut
There impossible to swallow
So I hope you choke on them.
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rose red burning inside
a drawn and painted death
with your pain buried deep in your chest
like a knife its piercing you heart
it throbbs inside slowly eating you away.
condemnation to the masses
Worship your tree you wiccan.
Worship your statue you budist.
Worship your golden calf you Israelites.
Worship the devil you Satanist.
worship your women you idolater.
Your trees will burn you wiccans.
Your statue will break, you budist.
Your gold will melt you Israelites.
Your devil will be conquered.
your women will betray you and burn.
Leaving only one God in charge.
My God is in charge.
Your idols will burn.
Dying in the heat of a thousand suns.
But my God is in charge.
Where will you be?
Worship your statue you budist.
Worship your golden calf you Israelites.
Worship the devil you Satanist.
worship your women you idolater.
Your trees will burn you wiccans.
Your statue will break, you budist.
Your gold will melt you Israelites.
Your devil will be conquered.
your women will betray you and burn.
Leaving only one God in charge.
My God is in charge.
Your idols will burn.
Dying in the heat of a thousand suns.
But my God is in charge.
Where will you be?

