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skinny people fuck me up, man. i can’t act right when they’re around because i am too busy thinking everyone likes them better than me so i should just go hide by the mountain of gin&tonics until i turn to jell-o. skinny people get away with Muuuurder, like how cute kids don’t ever get punished for being the fucking assholes they are. urrg. ok so there is some girl and say she is beautiful and smart and skinny, how do you describe her to your friends? “oh, mindy, the skinny one right?” ’cause then everyone will know what you are talking about. yah yah, skinny, i know what you mean, i understand.




go to this tomorrow nite. ill be there with my troupe of go go dancing whores with moustaches and beers and coolhandluke’s group rap something bidniss.


i will revolutionize the porno world. until then, dazereader collects the goods.




To : “‘rawkrawk@hotmail.com'”


Subject :

youre going to hate this mail.


well ya, its not all fluffy and sunny, but its not a bad thing either, ive

just got old man concerns. i like hanging out with you, spending time

together, especially when we’re out alone having a drink or whatever. its

nice to spend time with people you feel completely at ease with, i dont have

many of those. the concern is the velocity here. i move fast and you move

fast, we’re fast people, yo! it’s not a mistake, we do what we want, we do

whatever feels good, but i think we’ve got a little ahead of ourselves.

sure, i’ll admit it, the age difference is an issue. its one of those things

you cant really argue by citing details or accounts, its just the way it is.

this doesnt mean i dont want to hang out with you, on the contrary im

totally pro raymi. i just need to be crystal clear and upfront with you

about where i stand psychologically and emotionally. it may sound trite but

im amidst a precarious phase right now, and yes, it has plenty to do with my

age, what im doing with my life right now and where i hope my life is going

to go. i said it right from the start, i need to be cautious, i need things

to be casual. and its not like we’ve verbally surpassed that, but lets face

it, our actions have been speaking far louder than those cautionary words.

in short, i guess i need to take all of this a step back. we’ll talk more

about this i know, i just needed to break the ice.


Wednesday, November 14, 2001

a bus driver screamed at me in front of like fifty people today. i was suppose to buy my ticket in advance, but i didn’t, so the dude’s all, “You are suppose to BUY this in the station! LIKE EVERYONE ELSE! Are you an IDIOT!?” lucky for him i was hungover as shit and not quite awake otherwise i’da said more than, “Unnnngh, ummm, yah uhh, well i’ve never had to buy my ticket in advance before….” well, i’m not certain i would have mouthed off. i don’t take to confrontations very well. i think they take a year or two off my life.


See Raymi, the whole world knows how retarded you are…even bus drivers have joined us in our campaign to silence you and all of the bullshit that you generate.


Bugger Off Raymi and leave the world alone. We dont need another retarded website…especially not yours.




i was trying to find interesting emails to post but there are too many to go through and i seem to only be finding the you suck kinds. we got the dream loft for real now and i am going to piss down my legs with happiness.


i fucked laura with a strap-on. i was wearing velcro sneakers and tube socks and i had short hair.





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