| truly and beautiful.... |
[Jan. 12th, 2007|10:12 pm] |
"But uhh, a thug changes, and love changes
and best friends become strangers, word up" - Nas |
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[Oct. 31st, 2006|01:46 am] |
if you want to keep in touch with my life.....
"thinkactnow" is my new lj. add it.
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paz. |
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| Damn... |
[Oct. 28th, 2006|01:42 am] |
how the fuck did I turn out this way?, really...
I was suppose to fuck bitches, and not give a fuck. Be a player.
I was suppose to fight anybody that gave me shit.
I was suppose to drop out of high school, and run away from home.
The only love I was suppose to know was from mi familia.
I was suppose to join a gang.
What happened in my life that changed all this? What made me realize that I can give a shit.
My Mother....
Love that women to death.
I thought about that while riding back home.
Another great conversation with rafa too.
Talking about how that nigga can take so much shit from people. I respect that, but if it was me DAMN nigga you don't want to fuck with me!
I'm a mad respectful guy, but I'm still a nigga from the hood, there is so much shit I can take. really.
I'm so close to falling in love, probably not, but maybe. haha
I haven't thought of another girl since I've met her.
I don't know how she did it, but she did it right.
P.S I need an iPod! My brother fucked mine up. Anybody selling one for cheap?
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| what the fuck am I up to?! |
[Oct. 21st, 2006|02:23 am] |
Nothing really just chilling, biking, silk screening, taking pictures, falling in like (hahaha), and loving life.
Peace!
I miss monica and lori to the fullest. I'm sorry for not staying in contact and being a wack friend.
I really love you girls! |
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[Oct. 2nd, 2006|04:55 am] |
Santa Monica & Vermont |
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[Sep. 27th, 2006|01:07 am] |
so I read this today in some girls journal.
"my mom is really worried about me
or so she says.
she tells me so about 3 times a day.
today she asked me why i couldnt just accept her love.
i told her i was incapable of love.
i think that thought depressed her.
she walked away and i did the dishes alone.
my mom came into my room this morning
for the first time in weeks.
she was pretty disgusted at the piles of clothes strewn across my room.
and the empty cases of beer. haha.
sorry mom, you taught me well."
what the fuck is wrong with this girl!
she doesn't realize that there is a lot of kids out there that wish their mom gave them love!
fucking stupid ass bitch! |
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[Aug. 26th, 2006|03:42 am] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | Blockhead - Carnivores Unite | ] |
So I thought I wasn't going to write on this thing anymore, but I was wrong.
days have been better, actually too good. haha
I've just been chilling waiting for school to start.
morire en la calle como un perro.....
peace! |
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[Jul. 18th, 2006|07:30 am] |
it just got better!
<3 |
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[Jun. 5th, 2006|02:39 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | fuck the world! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | sparta | ] |
"I would not change what I have, not for anything, not for anything."
I can't wait for the new sparta album.
so I went to berkley this weekend.
It was pretty cool, met some new kids, kicked it with old homies.
I was feeling all brutal ready to get home from gilman to party when my mood totally changed.
(i wonder if me being a gemini has something to do with it, either way I hate horoscopes)
I really can't understand what happened, I was all fucking sad. It was weird because so was the homie teddy.
lonelyness, it fucking sucks dude!
fuck it.
I was also suppose to go to a party today, but I wasn't feeling up to it.
tomorrow is my birthday, hopefully I feel better, maybe something brutal is going to happen.
maybe.
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[Feb. 14th, 2006|08:58 pm] |
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There wasn't anything for me, I always faked my smile. There's so many careless angels responsible for me, They give me disease. They give me a pain in my neck to feed off me, Saying pay us the cost and we'll be gone. Now they shut my eyes and I can't see now, These are the times I was scared of. These are the fares I pushed out of my way, Now they've come back here to haunt me. It's plain to see who the winner and loser will be. |
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[Feb. 10th, 2006|01:54 pm] |
I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and moves right to the rock
Fuck it or fight it, it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
Cause lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, And remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got, I got, I got I got |
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