Wednesday, November 03, 2004

NP:Bjork w/ Skunk Anasie - Army of Me

Well Played, Illunimati....

....i've got some freshly sharpend muskets waiting to be sunken into your ball bags.

well the people of this country have loudly and clearly failed at life. the democrats should just pre-conceed every election from here on out. they fucking GAVE THIS ONE AWAY. they are miserable useless pussies who have no fight in them. they should be exempt from any further elections.

the rest of the intellectual cripples who voted for four more years of this 3 legged dog and on-his-way-to-the-glue-factory pony show can do the rest of us a favor and just fuck themselves into oblivion. when this country is burning alive, rotting from the inside out, you'll get no sympathy from me. you got your heads cut off and now you're asking the executioner for directions to Wal-Mart. you're all pathetic and deserve any horrors the unknown darkness can and will unleash.

fuck you all, burn.

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

NP:Billie Holiday-Strange Fruit

i feel an emotional breakdown coming on. seriously.

you know how red feels? that's how my body has felt all day. like my skin is holding back something really terrible with all it's might. veins i didn't even know i had are throbbing and i can't remove this scowl from my face.

i feel like a malfunction. things that shouldn't be a problem are. things that shouldn't upset me set me off, or a situation will elicit an incorrect reaction. i thought i had a good grip on things.

this happens every winter. i lose it. i retreat further inward searching for nothing and when i reach that goal i get frustrated.

can't get made though. it's all me. it's always all me. they're always there to remind of that, then they exit, leaving one emotional discomfort after another, emancipating themselves of their ugliness and tossing it onto my pile of shit.

hopefully this is the end of the world.

NP:Bjork-Gloomy Sunday