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(no subject) [Jul. 1st, 2007|07:36 pm]
"I lay in my bed for most of the day in underwear, Windows wide open, & stare at the fluffy white clouds with the perfect blue sky as their background. I remember looking at this and it making me so happy. Now, It just freaks me the fuck out. "-7/1/2007

Barely There.

My Recent Much-Needed Escapes:
HBO on demand. -JohnFromCincinatti
Tracks 7-12 on the Amy Winehouse Cd.
My Crackwhore Blonde Hair & my whole glamorous image.
Beatiful Nights.
Emily, Mostly Because I know that I'm not completely alone.
Rocket Summer.
Fresh Air.
Bike Rides Through the City.
My Phone, Of Course.
Lil' Mama.
Showers, as rare as they are.
Vodka, oh, the Possibilities.
Sandals.
The End of That New Justin Timberlake Vid.
Hitting up the 'Rent's Liquor in afternoon hours.
The Night Breeze.
Menthol Ciggarettes.
Chris, even though he is the devil himself.
Abreviating Everything.
Vitamin Water-XXX
Hating our Generation.
Lindsay Lohan.
Bennington.
The Abundance of Sleep.

Anything Else involves me Fantasizing about some other setting, in which I imagine myself completely happy, rich, and most importanly at my best thousands of miles away.

& Then there's the moments of the day where I totally freak out because 'd rather be dead than live like this.
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(no subject) [Jun. 8th, 2007|04:43 am]
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(no subject) [May. 19th, 2007|09:28 pm]

Daily Breakthrough:

people die, hearts get broken, and people fall in love but we still go on with our sidekicks, music, parties, and myspace. 

I HATE OUR GENERATION.

some people just need to die.

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(no subject) [May. 18th, 2007|02:48 pm]

All i have to say is that these american apparel boxers look 1000x cooler on me.

juswhatineeeded. 

perfection at it's worse.

giggly&shit.

Lindsay-Lohan-Shoulders.

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(no subject) [May. 11th, 2007|02:28 am]

I just got off the phone from a 2 hour great conversation with my mom. I hate that I'm the kid who brags about having the best mom, but seriously, No one's like your own mom, you know what i mean though? We have such a mutual respect for eachother and 99.9% of the time she knows that she doesn't have to bitch at me for anything, because she knows I have a pretty good head on my shoulders. But see that's my dilemma right there. 

Taking me to my next point of my reality show of a life.. See, I'm not sure that she should be so sure of that anymore. It's like I've been telling myself until this very moment tonight, that I got everything handled, but in all honesty and me being humble about it, I'm fucked. On the other hand, I'm almost in love with my life right now just because I'm seeing it for what it is: Stevin's Crazy Years. This is me - 19, hair everywhere, with a car that's the biggest mess ever, owing hundreds of dollars on parking tickets on it, walking around the hot city judging everyone as they judge me, smoking pot, tripping on shrooms, and taking random road trips to the shore.. Not to mention Making it on what? like 20 bucks a night? I almost don't respect myself, but it seems I have my own darkside now. Before the mom conversation, Cassie and I had a good talk about everything.. and she brought up how pure I was just last year, and how she had her trip like this two years ago, & went away because she just couldn't deal with everything! But at the time, They were what? 16,17 trying coke & doing extreme dieting. Me- I was worried about junior proms, Skate Sneakers, and my upcoming summer before senior year. I was exactly where Jimmy, Sean, And Kev's minds are now, Being in my own world,  & Totally not for it because I knew I was supposed to stay away from that shit, and Just naive and sheltered & just young.. you know?  I told Cassie that It hurts so much to look back at the past [me's] for say, & not see one bit of the present me inside them. 
I'll admit it right now, I've crossed some lines that maybe I never should have, & I Only  say that because I know going back into that old mentality would be impossible. Once you've seen things you just can never go back.

It's exactly like the ol' adam & Eve story.. and the tree of knowledge that they were to not take fruit from because It would make them see themselves. They were living in their own perfect bubble until they took that fruit from the tree. It wasn't until then, that they went insane & realized that they were naked because they seen themselves, something they could never see if they hadn't taken it. The old bible stories used to make it like they snake was lying to them just to disobey God, but really - he wasn't at all. The Fruit had the power that he spoke of, the knowing as much as God, & that's exactly what they got - The Real World, & it skitz them out & they wanted to go back to their paradise, so to speak, but knowledge is irreversible & so is aging.

This is where I'm at. 
& as the cursor keeps blinking on that spot up above.

This would be a good Suicide Note.

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(no subject) [May. 3rd, 2007|02:16 am]

"Now Remember, We don't make mistakes. We make happy accidents."
-Bob Ross.  Tell me he isn't a God.

I'm afraid to even write an entry because It will sound like I have every all figured out and by the end of the entry I wont even agree with anything i just said. I'm not quite sure of anything lately. I have done alot of thinking these last couple days because I've actually had a chance. See, I've been up in Princeton, NJ since Sunday Night visiting Christina's Family & Friends. We Just got back around 5pm today. I went because, well because I have no job or class, and no obligations whatsoever. 

Everyday I wake up I feel older & it's probably the scariest thing ever, but part of me enjoys it as I smoke my hipster parliments, read my Bret Easton Ellis books, and listen to the weezer cd on repeat.


I'll never be happy until It's the early 1980's again,  & I'm in Los Angeles driving a Porshe, living a life of limitless privelege, & snorting mountains of cocaine while Journey plays on the Radio for the first time.

Last night involved 5 moraless teens in an empty house in the middle of the woods, 2 bottles of Vodka, some beer. 2 Hours Later=Insanity In a Jacuzzi & Then throughout the house.
I woke up hungover & something on my neck that looks like Leprosy.
New Jersey has tainted me.

The Familiarity of my room and bed deffiantly makes me feel good.
This trip has deffiantly make me appreciate all the little things I take for granted.

Thank you for wasting your time endulging yourself 
in my non-existant world where everything revolves around me.


 

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(no subject) [Apr. 28th, 2007|03:58 am]

This last week has been nothing but perfect. It's amazing what a season change can do to people. I do and will not go a day without tina, emily, & chris. Tonight we smoked, went the biggest sushi dinner of my life, & drank alot of boxed wine. We all went nuts, layed on the balcony of the drake and chain-smoked.  I've really got to know the meaning of priceless things- Insane hippie friends, ciggaretts, & the beauty of the city.  & the combination of our intelect. It's exactly what I needed to bring me resurect me i guess. I feel like everyone is like resurecting in their own way with this season change. Go on wit your bad selves!

maddlove. x

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(no subject) [Mar. 20th, 2007|02:16 am]
[its all about |Blood Hound Gang - The Bad Touch]

"The popsicle was invented in 1905 by an 11-year-old boy."
-Real Fact #345

Life throws that in my face with 3 days before my 19th birthday. I'm more ironic than alanis will ever be. I can even get that out, 19th.. I cannot even begin to think about this past year of my life. I'm just not right anymore. It's too much.. & I'm someone who just deals.. but I can't even do it anymore. Too many looks into too many different people. I loved it once, but I really miss the fidelity of close relationships. I'd love to just accept that some of the people in my life now, who weren't here last year, really are friends, but I'm afraid I'm not that stupid.  It seems that I'm finally seeing how things might turn out. The people who I shared most of my young life with.. well -we all went our ways.. & now, it's pretty hard to turn back. They may always stay my friends and hang out. but we may never all be on the same page. Well there's one of the hundred reasons to not want to get older.

Mom: So it's your birthday friday. What do you want to do?
me: I dont know. I dont even want to think about it. I'm kinda depressed over it.
mom: Why! Omg, No, Your at a Great Age Steve! .. Stop it!
- I don't know how she stays so optimistic when everyone & everything around her is so fucked. God, I love her.

I've got the best aol radio going right now. - '90s pop. It's perfect. Coming up: Third eye Blind, lenny Kravitz, & Radiohead.
Kev would apreciate this. oh yes.

I've been working on writing a movie. I have a bunch of this shit collected from over the high nights of me sitting here with nothing to do and my mind just flooding with thoughts. I think I'll organize it some more when I get a chance and see what I could do with it. I need to sit in a room with people and dish ideas about the whole project. The idea is to capture the setting that I'm in right now. The oldschoolness of it all- the time, the place, and enviorment of "us" then. something i could really enjoy in ten to fifteen years. A look into the realness of living people. feel me?

don't dare.breathe. weird. away message games. you. nervous-?me. debt. never. 70degrees=sandals. cause & effect. hm. girl.
still got it. cheaa. fuckyou. always a mindfuck. sike-chill.


I've come to the conclusion that I will never be fully happy until it's the nineties again. I want to live life in smelly tshirts, jean shorts, and watershoes with a white convertible blaring hootie & the blowfish at a 24/7 diner.  a perfect life full of ciggarettes, zima,,neon, tube socks, and denim jackets. I'm stuck!

LUST.FUCKME, JESUS CHRIST. KILLMYSELF.GIRL.DAMN.FUCKUP.
Livejournal has become the only thing who knows all in my life [omnipresent]. You see the best and the worse of me, and well, I think that's pretty DOPE.

"so, hit me up on my see-through pager. I'm as chill as any."
so in love with my moment. wow.
%@§&©¢£!

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(no subject) [Feb. 21st, 2007|01:59 am]

EUPHORIA.-
In The Nicomachean Ethics, written in 350 B.C.E., Aristotle stated that happiness is the only thing that humans desire for its own sake. He observed that men sought riches not for the sake of being rich, but to be happy. Those who sought fame desired it not to be famous, but because they believed fame would bring them happiness. Aristotle argued that humans seek everything else such as; fish, bread, and children for the sheer purpose of survival.

*The irony of last Feb-March, and this one is just to much to take. 
As I'm sitting here printing out my whole journal to take with me to the psychic tommrow.
 
NewVirginitiestaken.psychics.everyoneingeneral.stayhigh.lust


What has february done to us?


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(no subject) [Feb. 20th, 2007|04:00 am]

I'm the kid who calls everyone out on everything, but i'll never call myself out on being anything. 

It kills me that every person in my life, knows nothing about who i am. Therefore,I have to be my own best friend, so I'm the only one who can give me hope. hate this. oh no- that's right. I can't hate this. I have to be okay with myself.
"jumping music,
slick deejays,
fog machines,
& lazer rays."

millerlight. people. blunts. wawa. lines. threesome. the resturaunt. money. 106.1. bowl. work. us weekly. evian. orbit white. snow covered streets. & lj.

LIVE IT UP. Everything Matters. Do it Anyway.

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