Fuck you poetry
This will make me so rich.
Many days and months later
I am listening to millennium
And we won�t stop
Praying it�s not too late
Nirvana heart shaped box on now
This is what it is like to be on the other side of withdrawing or being like a fast pace machine like person with having to of had to be a depressed
Heart shaped box?
Forever in debt to priceless, advice?
Unngh.
My one front tooth is bigger than the other, like longer. An interesting selling trait for an agent to be a model. I want to be a model now since I don�t want to do much talking anymore since I don�t have any friends anymore.
I don�t want my teeth to be punched out.
That would hurt.
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even my mum called us
cyber punk blog geeks.
she wants me to help make her sluttier.
anti claims he has termed cyber punk first giving it to me
stole it from that movie
come on, national lampoons
anyhow.
you get the picture. cough cough.
hi lauren,
I feel like it’s been 1082 years since I sent you an email.
I just read your bloggityblogblog.
Don’t waste all that energy worrying about the losers and the haters. It’s not worth the time. why wash your brain in all those stress chemicals for them? They’re lost. Let them be lost without you. When you let all that crap go, you’ll weigh a million pounds less. Your head will float.
You shine, and will shine despite everything.
I’ve never counted, but they tell me that there are something like 6 billion people in the world. That’s billions of people that I’ll never know. Billions of people who’ll live and die billions of stories. But it makes no difference to me. There are only a handful of them that will ever touch me. Ever mean anything to me. And you’re one of them. I’m happy for that.
You said that you invented me. Well, that’s not exactly true of course. But you certainly made an impression on me. Shaped me in ways…inspired me. Changed my world.
I miss you.
love,
Jamie
dear continent of america.
today was a fat day for me. i lied around all day in my bed and i could feel my ribcages because these horse-sized tranquilizer pills dry me right the fuck out and then everything below my ribcage is just muscle bloated and fat retaining glucose and salts and aminos pizza sleep.
girls of america we are too fat. girls of canada we are too fat.
girls of france are just fine.
but howard stern hates france. the french.
and he’s a jew
but, we like him.
we?
not all of us. some of us, maybe 50 per cent of us, nope. ?
girls are younger and they are fucking older men and younger boys go for younger girls and act like pimps and slap their asses and girls are picking up boys traits.
i never said what was good and what was bad yet.
everything is popular over here and then everything is popular over there at the same time. i have been there. there are no more new outfits for me to wear. skateboarding is not a trait that is trendy. it is a skill. a talent. a gift. longboarding too. it is like skateboarding but with wheels and i like it the best in canada right now because it is springtime. i practised it the best in california a little while ago, though. i see rich people doing it. poor people. kids. girls boys. canadian girls do not surfboard and they dont longboard much. we do not have hot beaches with oceans on our borders, even if we lived in maine, which is on the east coast, there are no hot salt waters i know of.
when someone calls you a trendy slut for seeing that you can longboard, you know in your heart they are canadian, perhaps, an ex-pat, does’nae matter. they could also be half-chinese or four-eyed…i dont care.
that’s racist and i take offence.
females of this continent, we are too fat.
and the french know why the most
you eat too fucking much. you smoke too much. you fuck too much. you mean too much, you are MEAN too much.
let this trendy slut, me, be an example of how too fucking much fat and skinny can and cannot be. you are only allowed to make fun of fat people if you know what it’s like but even then, fucking hell, go fuck yourself. it still sucks so don’t make fun of them.
ps – i learned for twenty years how to do everything you see now. you havent seen shit. i didnt grow up in no fucking toronto. i travelled. those tuning in now need to learn my past. address me with respect only.
Subject :I wonder if you’ll respond
Date :
Thu, 16 Jan 2003 15:04:57 -0500
Raymi,
Obviously you have no clue who I am – but I am writing you to tell you some
news, whether it’s interesting or not, is up to you.
My name is Steve and I go to york university. I publish a paper here at york
univeristy; MONDO magazine. We are an alternative culture magazine. In our
January issue, which is currently at the printers, I wrote a small article
concerning your website, which i guess just concerns you.
Anyway, we are having a release party this saturday at a dirty pub, the loose
rooster, near campus. $1 beers, $2 mix drinks, and three live bands. We were
wondering if you wanted to attend, bring some friends, get drunk, whatever. If
you came – we might even be able to fit the bill for your drinks.
anyway – to get here is VERY simple. By car – simply take Eglington to the
Allen, and continue on the Allen, which turns into Duffern, untill you hit
Finch. When you hit Finch, turn left – west. continue down finch, past Keele,
untill you hit Sentinel (there is a gas station on the left), and turn right
onto Sentinel. Continue on Sentinel untill you see Four Winds Drive (I think it
is the first right. There is a plaza on the right with a small grocery store
etc.) Turn right onto the street, and then turn into the parking lot to the left
of the plaza. The loose rooster is at the far end of the plaza, furthest from
the road. The door may looked like it is closed, but i assure you it is open.
If you are taking ttc, get to downsview station. from downsview take the 106.
this bus will take you through the burbs a bit – but it will drop you off almost
at the door of the pub. Keep a look out for Sentinel and Finch (gas station on
the right) pull the bell after you go through the intersection. Ask the driver
to let you out at the stop nearest Four Winds Drive. When you get off the bus,
take a right on Four winds, and you’ll see the plaza with the grocery store.
walk down to the back, left hand side of the plaza, that is where the bar is.
again it might looked closed, but it is not.
Other than the release party, I was wondering if you would be interested in
doing a follow up interview for our february issue to expand on the short
article in this months issue.
Anyway – take it easy, and let me know what you think, about the party, the
interview – or both.
S. Cameron
MONDO magazine
im beginning to think more and more like you and the rest of the paranoid americans now, my brain just so happens to be working this fast at the moment, deciphering codes in the papers and on KaZaa even, radio frequencies, broadbandwidths, how to turn dials back and forth and catch certain phrases, subliminalized potential propoganda that my scatter-brained, easily stimulated person tunes right fuckin’ in to. im the perfect space espionage robot android right now.
thats what im preaching. that’s how i think. thank thunk.
that’s how i always thunk, the speed at which. you choose to align your thoughts to whatever is around you, whatever stimulus is there, some girls boobies, a newspaper, a bumblebee, your vagina, etc etc etc. and then you put them all together and the television is on in the same room while you are typing up blog posts, and there is a fax machine beside you, kazaa is open, and you are in california, the weather is terrible and u are in manhattan beach, on a rainy cloudy day, orange alert day, and raymi the minx’s brain is all over the place, all over all over but then focusing on the machine, bill’s machine. typing. to. him. this is what she believes at the time. whether it is true or not is irrelevent. this is highly confidential information and partial reason as to why a lil extra paranoia gets into her bones. her blood. you can only run a person/machine, for so long until they need rest. their brains, working so hard, and heart pounding and other stuff too.
i think somewhere in the us is next. definitely. but if and where and when, right? and how this time, more airplanes into more buildings, probably not. probably fuckin’ vans and stuff full of plastic explosives sent to department stores…or driven around streets, anywhere random, and left there. now they’re setting shit off in turkey and all over the world, trying to distract your brain and think, woah, they got some beef with turkey and then the next day, it”s you. fuck osama. not again. not this time. not his cells of people. im not taking cabs anymore. the same guys showing up to my house acting all weird in van cabs now, perfect lil smuggling white girls around in mobiles. on the premise of being all handicapped, u know. whatever. this is the rightest time to be paranoid. definitely. and the news you choose to watch on tv, decipher it correctly. look at all the lil blips and beeps and mistakes even in commercials. and read foreign papers too, make a point to buy them, and see that sometimes the same write of a column written in english or spanish will sometimes rewrite the same column for another paper, in another language, but put everything backwards, thus re-arranging what was negative in the one paper and what was positive in the other, written by the same dude, simply, to fuck with everyone who reads those papers’ minds, easily.
guess how fucking easy it is to get some knucklehead to do this for you, osama bin lad-in or not. it’s like subliminal brainwashing tactics, but with words, and read daily, for the same papers. it’s how war monsters communicate their messages, all overthe world. which war and time period also does not matter. im just trying to tell you fags that this is definitely reality and it is happening. it is. and then did you hear about the kid who worked for the ny times for over 4 years and every mundane article he wrote was fabricated, or something. the dates wouldn’t match up, the location, all of it. for 4 YEARS. what a genius. aaaand then the ny times gives hi ma bookdeal. HA! nice. when we learn that we have people like that on our side, it makes us feel better, right? right. if some stupid kid can do it, then we call can. we all can change around dates and addresses and timezones and everything. did you know i watched david letterman last nit eand learned about this kid and i dont even remember his name. it’s not important, u know, people’s names. sometimes lies on tv are the best. if osama watched letterman last nite, would he take letterman literally? or the same way i took it? the english language is really fucking hard, you know. especially when paul and dave are talking major fucking jive really fucking fast and stuff, and for some afghani fag or whoever, all you get to read is the top ten list dedicated to the kid, the ny times kid, so then afghani has only that list, can he even read english? probably. does he have intelligence like we have, sitting around his fucking chill-out livingroom or cave, deciphering dave letterman’s top ten list, proving that nyc is smarter this time around and yeh, it is the city that never sleeps and it will never, ever, ever forget what you fucking did to it. and me either.
i saw it. with my own eyes. from my park slope, prospect ave. 15th street rooftop in brooklyn and then all the ashes landed on our cars and in my basil garden but i ate it all anyway. and everything sucked after that. i was poor man, and it was hot and there were people everywhere fucking crying and wallpapered missing peoples posters and shrines and open churches and then it got hotter and hotter and i lived there til 12 october, and no one knew what the fuck was going on. i flew back to canada on canada3000 which is now defunct, thanks to flying paranoia and osama. thanks fag. i flew canada3000 when i was 17, twice, when i went to england.
this is getting to be too long.
throw off osama. propaganda, they want u to hear and think certain things, they leave behind vhs tapes and move to another cave.
he can’t be far. he could be here or there.
disguises, whatever. is he smart enough for blogs and bloggers? this, i always wonder. can we get out information before he sees it? does he know about dsl and cable connection and how to drop a bomb on my head? he knows the backdoor routes, mass murder with 9/11 get exposed, hide out as much as u can, let some of yer pithy soldier dudes die, fight a bit, die a bit, cry a bit, whatever, then start it up again, more war, more. kill this osama fag or not, his cells will still operate. they all must be taken down. how? we”ll get to that. when they say orange alert, they fucking mean it basically. so be wise. inform yourself. watch the news. be wise to who u speak to, let into your home, take a cab from, share a pen with, who your neighbors are, your new or old ones, they could have been living next door all along, training in florida for their plane ride of death and right now, they be in canada, of course. the taliban, fuck YOU.
lookmessage to your la designer teacher
oh student
here it is right here
u send who u want to wear the clothes u fucking make
to their house
and they wear a few outfitsit goes right to the streets
why would the model pay you
she is FREELY advertising your PRODUCT.YOUR BRAND
benefact yourself
ill see u in europe.
ps – poor is ALWAYS in.
pps. rich people paying more money for poor people’s clothing, never went out.
