this is gnoll. he’s my biographer. he’s snarky and shit and older than dust and we use to date and but not really and now i can skateboard better than him i think but everyday he walks to work, even when it’s flying snow and slush kuz he was bred to be a bitter cold walk thru it anyway type guy. im going to help him get laid off from his work. that’s his dream. to be like me and not ever have to leave a house ever again. everyday i turn more and more into david letterman. people phobia. anyway, noel and that other guy nathan i think, he cuts hair, him and noel are going to need to talk to me more and film me being retarded again. eccentric. blargh. ill let you niggers know when the sex TV thing airs, it’s in june ‘stead of may. you haven’t missed it yet. have a nice day. me? i’m going to this orientation thing today they want to see if my liver is full of olives and stoli and vomit and urine, hehehh. this is so funny. and fun. my mum is driving me nuts. my mum is driving anti nuts. slkhf sd;fhds;kfhudsn;gkdhg;ldshg and we love her. i need breaks from everyone, everything, anything. i talk to animals now and they actually respond. it’s spring so theyre all getting un-knocked up by giving birth and shit all over my house and im like ahhhhh that fucking pigeon thing flew at my head kuz i was spying on my mom thru a window near this nest and i saw the thing come at me. the family of birds then decided to move their nest elsewhere. sorry. at least the babies hatched and shit otherwise the mum would eat them or something. she left one dude behind and i felt bad for him for a little while but eventually he flew away on his own like all birds realise they are able to do because they fucking have wings, right? but not til some predator comes along and stuff…. alright bye.
I no longer have a “job-job” one of those real ones with a check every other week, you know what i mean?
Yeh, I no longer have one of those and it’s ok, it’s ok. I’m doing just fine.
Now I’ll have more of a disgusting amount of free time to sit around and make brilliant observations in an amusing light.
Maybe i’ll get welfare! cool!
Nawww. This career-change is suppose to motivate me to work harder and faster and get all the important things done and done right.
I saw my ex-boyfriend last nite. we went to his hotel and he told me about how he and she almost got arrested for prostitution. they were in the wrong part of town. it was a stroke of luck that i had decided to leave them at the bar and not stumble back to their hotel. perhaps things would have been different. meh.
My friend Jamie was suppose to meet you or you were suppose to sign this art book for some project he was working on over the past two weeks in Italy and your stuff is in the book too. he was suppose to walk up to you and tell you that you mean a lot to a girl living in the armpit of Toronto and then he would have given you my card with my url on it and email address and then you would have written to me and maybe be my friend.
things don’t always work out the way you want them to.
but i came from a white collar family, pretty much
raymi the WASP says:
le burbs
Ant says:
we all gotta come from somewhere
raymi the WASP says:
where eccentricity is bred only within certain families
raymi the WASP says:
yep
raymi the WASP says:
everyone is special and shit
Ant says:
Ha
raymi the WASP says:
and some are not
raymi the WASP says:
you were famous , no?
raymi the WASP says:
your reggae stuff
Ant says:
oh very
raymi the WASP says:
do you want to do that jamming out shit again?
raymi the WASP says:
i can help you.
Ant says:
never
raymi the WASP says:
you�re lying
Ant says:
Nope
Ant says:
I have done it
raymi the WASP says:
so, you do not ever want to play again?
raymi the WASP says:
i mean.
Ant says:
just for fun.
Ant says:
but there is no time.
Ant says:
We could play in any city we want…there is no desire.
Ant says:
8 people would have to co-incide.
Ant says:
not going to happen.
raymi the WASP says:
i could set it up.
Ant says:
thank god.
raymi the WASP says:
and you can practice here or at my dads pad.
raymi the WASP says:
with me n him and others.
raymi the WASP says:
and me
Ant says:
would rather play with one of my hero’s or in a new band
raymi the WASP says:
he jams too. With his buddy. I�m gonna sing with/for their band thing. Starting anew. A new band with my dad, cool huh? I would do that with you too. I�m a fucking karaoke sensation, and everyone is copying what I did best and that band I use to be in, le neighborhood gang, well, it�s now defunct. Fuck them anyway. Politics,you know. I was meant to be the centre of my own band anyway�
Ant says:
Can�t even smoke weed anymore….
raymi the WASP says:
I�m basically inviting you to be my friend again.
raymi the WASP says:
and your lady friend too, of course.
raymi the WASP says:
but under certain stipulations.
Ant says:
Ok
Ant says:
friends we are.
raymi the WASP says:
thank you Big-ant.
raymi the WASP says:
for being my friend.
raymi the WASP says:
etc. etc�
Ant says:
real friendships never have any stipulations.
raymi the WASP says:
i mean it.
raymi the WASP says:
i know.
Ant says:
k
raymi the WASP says:
i mean like forget about negative shit
raymi the WASP says:
past things
raymi the WASP says:
i can�t talk about it all the time.
raymi the WASP says:
as it comes up, only.
Ant says:
Gotcha
raymi the WASP says:
a lot of traumatic things happened to me as a result of trying to help too, too many people in Toronto. I had to learn how to get out of that scene on my own.
raymi the WASP says:
it was my fault not leaving sooner
raymi the WASP says:
and/or getting involved in other people�s dramas.
Ant says:
you invited it …you won�t get any sympathy from me.
Ant says:
I tried to be a knight, in shining armor for my wife…MY FAULT.
raymi the WASP says:
i know.
raymi the WASP says:
i heard, rather.
Ant says:
my fault my kids don’t have a daddy in the house.
raymi the WASP says:
my friend tim told me
raymi the WASP says:
nice things about you
raymi the WASP says:
he really likes you
Ant says:
yeah he’s a good dude
raymi the WASP says:
it�s not your fault
raymi the WASP says:
ever
raymi the WASP says:
that�s what nihilism is
raymi the WASP says:
like
Ant says:
of course it is….we make our choices
Ant says:
Hah
raymi the WASP says:
right
raymi the WASP says:
but the mistake part is
raymi the WASP says:
the choice
raymi the WASP says:
only
raymi the WASP says:
but is it a mistake, really?
Ant says:
well I have 2 bootiful boys, so no
raymi the WASP says:
right
Ant says:
but u know what I mean
raymi the WASP says:
you can always look at it from a different perspective, i learned.
raymi the WASP says:
bad things happen
raymi the WASP says:
then good stuff happens
raymi the WASP says:
as a result
raymi the WASP says:
I�ve become sharper
Ant says:
no sitting around, blaming my childhood, and my parents, and my friends and ,,and, and�
raymi the WASP says:
as a result of bad things, basically too, like you
raymi the WASP says:
right
raymi the WASP says:
and I am able to be happy again
Ant says:
Overcome the angry by non-anger;
overcome the wicked by goodness;
overcome the miser by generosity;
overcome the liar by truth.
raymi the WASP says:
because I�m not flying around the world anymore
raymi the WASP says:
that�s some kind of zen
raymi the WASP says:
where did u get that from
raymi the WASP says:
some random jargon of inspiration
raymi the WASP says:
i like jammin� music too.
raymi the WASP says:
marley
raymi the WASP says:
when it�s hot out and the sun and the water and tress…beaches�
raymi the WASP says:
they cook ital foods, they as in Jamaicans.
raymi the WASP says:
style.
Ant says:
It�s a Buddhism saying.
raymi the WASP says:
mobay = montego bay
Ant says:
very ital
Ant says:
Heh
raymi the WASP says:
they go by the sun and by the gods
raymi the WASP says:
and that�s even how
raymi the WASP says:
they um,
raymi the WASP says:
fucking plant the gardens
raymi the WASP says:
that grow the seeds that they make their own bread and fruits and shit that they eat.
raymi the WASP says:
…etc etc they don�t eat shit though. Maybe they do?
Ant says:
Here�s another good one.
Ant says:
If a man going down into a river,
swollen and swiftly flowing,
is carried away by the current —
how can he help others across?
raymi the WASP says:
i read this book you must read by russel banks and it�s called rule of the bone. Read it.
raymi the WASP says:
they can step on his bloated carcass.
raymi the WASP says:
hahahaha.
Ant says:
lol
Ant says:
my favorite of all time
Ant says:
Irrigators regulate the rivers;
fletchers straighten the arrow shaft;
carpenters shape the wood;
the wise control themselves.
Ant says:
whores suck cock.
Ant says:
and fuck.
raymi the WASP says:
is that what it means
Ant says:
har har.
raymi the WASP says:
i couldn�t figure it out some fag is trying to talk to me on msn.
Ant says:
It�s all about control.
Ant says:
There is no such thing as depression.
raymi the WASP says:
i agree
raymi the WASP says:
but, there is such a thing as depression.
raymi the WASP says:
as well.
raymi the WASP says:
we can argue any subject.
raymi the WASP says:
i can write essays in my fucking head now.
raymi the WASP says:
and maths.
raymi the WASP says:
i was a valedistorienne.
raymi the WASP says:
haha.
raymi the WASP says:
kindergarden – grade 8
raymi the WASP says:
religious schooling shit, nahmean?
raymi the WASP says:
I am thinking of getting more sacraments. Heh.
raymi the WASP says:
or something.
raymi the WASP says:
divorces in america are way worse, ant.
raymi the WASP says:
WAY!
raymi the WASP says:
there is more money at stake.
raymi the WASP says:
i was in cali you know.
Ant says:
try and find a study that depression has been proven to exist clinically…there isn’t one
Ant says:
not than mine
Ant says:
its got everything
Ant says:
it would shock springer.
raymi the WASP says:
well kiddo
raymi the WASP says:
im depressed
raymi the WASP says:
clinically
raymi the WASP says:
and bipolar
Ant says:
yeah yeah
raymi the WASP says:
that�s a chemical imbalance
Ant says:
hang on i’ll send you something
raymi the WASP says:
i know it better than you
Ant says:
no proof
raymi the WASP says:
no offense
raymi the WASP says:
ill prove anything
Ant says:
Ok
raymi the WASP says:
ive proven it to 40 doctors at south ucla
raymi the WASP says:
psyche ward
raymi the WASP says:
i was placed
Ant says:
haha
raymi the WASP says:
under a 72
raymi the WASP says:
hour hold
Ant says:
You�re badly behaved�
raymi the WASP says:
they thought i had a secret stash
raymi the WASP says:
of amphetamines
raymi the WASP says:
they fucking strapped me down like a lab monkey, wrist/ankle restraints you know�
Ant says:
my wife did …of Dexedrine
raymi the WASP says:
and stabbed me with a needle in my left hipthing near my ass kinda, I was screaming and crying and all this shit� I didn�t get it at the time. I thought it was a joke.
raymi the WASP says:
you are incorrect
raymi the WASP says:
u are under-informed
raymi the WASP says:
its not until you go to the states, to the west
raymi the WASP says:
and experience the most traumatic of experiences
raymi the WASP says:
only then
Ant says:
yes called boredom
raymi the WASP says:
you are allowed to make statements
Ant says:
Boredom
raymi the WASP says:
like
raymi the WASP says:
“depression and clincally…” in the same sentence, not existing
raymi the WASP says:
bipolar, stems from depression
raymi the WASP says:
boredom
raymi the WASP says:
thatsa copout
raymi the WASP says:
gimme another reason as to why you believe depression
raymi the WASP says:
is non-existing, off the top of yer head
raymi the WASP says:
ill
raymi the WASP says:
brb
raymi the WASP says:
im back
raymi the WASP says:
did you google a reason yet??
raymi the WASP says:
heheh
raymi the WASP says:
remember, you cant blame anything
Ant says:
Brb
raymi the WASP says:
you cant blame boredom, from suburbia, you cant blame your parents for living in suburbia
raymi the WASP says:
and you cant blame suburbia
raymi the WASP says:
you cant blame the globe, and nothing
raymi the WASP says:
this is what nirvana is, finding it, being one, and nothing, truly
raymi the WASP says:
im typing this live as i think it in my head, this quickly, with and or without gramatical errors
raymi the WASP says:
and, neglection of
raymi the WASP says:
syntax, what
raymi the WASP says:
have you
Never give out your password or credit card number in an instant message conversation.
Ant says:
gotta go
Ant says:
u freak
Ant says:
speak to u later
raymi the WASP says:
freak?
raymi the WASP says:
dont ever fucking call me that again
raymi the WASP says:
i mean it
raymi the WASP says:
bye
Ant says:
ok freak
Ant says:
i mean luv
raymi the WASP says:
thats better
Ant says:
[emoticon that has the smiley face guy except he is not smiling, his eyes are big like white dinner plates and he has tiny black dots for eyes in the middle of the dinnerplate eyes and his lips are a thin straight line and he looks like he is exasperated maybe but also wide eyed which helps raymi remember that she needs to blink more and type faster and stuff and move onto some other thing on le internet. K bye.]
raymi the WASP says:
even better
raymi the WASP says:
freak is a general term used to describe extraordinary people
due things as you know how to do them best. from how you taught yourself in the beginning and from what someone helped you with all along. thank you ward and dave o’sulliedvindiesL.
my hits have been down for way too long well i dunno this much so far. i havent been writing or reading or internetting ive been living and running my bipolarity brains into overdrive and my heart rate too so fucking way much you know i dont want to die i dont want a heart attack i dont want a fucknig kerouac pre 47 years of age death by way of heart explosions and the like. stream of consiousness. where do you think that comes from other than from kerouac? other than my third cousin and stuff? and then my mom’s second fucking cousin an dthen my papa’s first fucking cousin? yep. and then the logical part of raymitheminx and shit? the white ango saxon protestant part of me however, raised catholic, the fucking right way? mebbe perhaps. in canada was right. by over-tired teachers is right. passionate teachers is right, better informed? who knows. opinions are just opinions you know? no reason to fucking fight all the time. all the time. im letting the past delete itself slowy but surely. i feel jinxed because i wanted the whole world to look at me. the whole world. do you want that too? i think sometimes you might. or one time you did. you need to be looked at or you need to look at yourself, in order to learn, to live and to love and then to forgive and realise that yeh, people, are just people and that they do not know that of which whatever…i take everything personally, i did, or i do and it made me crazy. i let it, i scripted it. i wanted a crazy room i wanted a crazy life i wanted doctors and stuff but i wanted to write a book and i started it all, plot characters love fucking underage shit bla bla all that stuff that gets junky fuckers hooked on reading, lesbian nurse and crazy patient scenario and then the evil head male doctor that raymi had to mindfuck or kill or something, outthink that guy to get out of there. my fucking cousin, also third relation to kerouac fucking inspired me to script this little minx trap, conjure that image, and im trying to tell him now all about it. he read me this depressed poetry shit and then it all began and i wrote the first page and a bit and even typed it, left it on the table thing in our livingroom for my mom an dad to see, i was pretty damn proud. i think i was 14, now i think i may have been 13, possibly 12. everyone was always older than me. i called it “Outcast Society” immediately. so that’s mine. raymi was lauren’s name. lauren is me. i was the narrator. i did not understand so much about narration and third person speaking and the like…tra la..but i knew i was the best at writing and mathamatiques and sciences and all that shit. i learned bilingual shit of le francaise kind. i can type it better you know and now i remember it again. i know spanish better now too and mehicano and deafness and blindess and illness and pains and on and on and on…sdkgds;kgf;eht you know these things too. you have inner dialogues.
here in my heart…hear in my head….no no no nono…no i dont know….nonoonononooo….download pulp’s, seductive barry right now.
roll the soundtrack and dim the lites cuz im not going home tonite.
change the song if what you are writing about is boring. if it’s boring to you, however.
you can start emailing me again. all of you. hotmail gave up on my past desired emails directed to suitesoleil, that old thing. ahh hell.
go to raymiraymi@yahoo.ca or parkdaleraymi@hotmail
fucking spam mail follows me everywhere anyhow, where am i now
im afraid of a lot of things. too too many. im suppose to be safe everywhere. youre suppose to be safe everywhere. anywhere.
in planes on trains in the planes in maine insane sane of sound mind and thought and intellect and beauty and inner strength.
will yourselves better. be your own fuckhead only. make mistakes and apologize immediately.
say, “i’m sorry” when you fuck up. dont say fuck unless you have to. be aware of children and animals and dogcrap and rain and lightning bolts and dangers and sars and pedophiles on the loose. dont be a target. dont let paranoia hurt you. burn you. dont do things that get in you. dont let people think you did the bad things and if you did them and they do find out, dont be shamed. dont be shamed. shame on you once. shame on you twice if you do it again. nihilism and all that zen crepe, all of it is relevent, all of it. the niggers of spain. the spics and jews and french and brits and irish and the niggers of italy and the niggers of niggers of whites and lesbians and fags and on and on
im fine now. im finer now. like a fine wine, with age, gets better.
there’s a better haiku for you.
less words, lesser words. lesser sentences. slow down the rhythym and pace. type to music tune out everything for awhile. but sometimes you need to type the way you know best.
im leaving on a fucking jet plane to go to the effin� never eat shredded wheat coast. And I love all the assholes , everyone I forced myself to be friends with for my own basic need and desire or whatever the fuck I chose to help people and they chose to fuck with me, my life, my love, in every sense of the fucking word. This. This is the beginning of my fucking piece of a shit book, life, whatever
fuck you all literally in every sense of the word.
Anyhow I have not had time to fucking tell you all goodbyes or hellos how are yous and this is sort of a sarry letter. Fuck sars. I have all photos and evidence of all everything and everyone who tried to stop me but didn�t. and im coming back anyway. And ill tell comeback home dates to all who I want to be there to do the helloes and goodbyes.
Im going to meet tony pierce
And all the other l-ame-oes
L AYMES
Whatever.
People who live in la are L-ayme
Im L-ayme.
When this plane lands for crying out loud we are going straight to that beach.
That�s the birthday present I shoulds got to myself
It would have
Prevented all this mess
But I am doing it right this time.
If I smell a fuckins snake a mile away
I am not going to mentally cockblock
That shit
Oh no
Way
I swear
This is the fuck you goodbye hello I forgive you
No guilt open letter that I am writing from flight 1553
To LAX
With
Anti
Beside
Me
Anty
Whatever
Fuck the gay faglove homo shit
Heereh
This is going to be hoo ha ha
In the end.
Love you too laura petrie.
Anyway
Debbies here giving me my fucking alcoholic bev�s
Finally
That girl is more than a flight attendent.
Props Debbie it is 7 43 canada time,
What time is it where you are?
I want to know if you can remember.
Oh it�s 444 in lax?
Perfect.
Oh yes alicjia is giving us some rold golds now
Niiiice
We want 4 buds
But mebbe we wont be able to drink em all /
Im not going to lie to you guys anymore
Well I never really did
Ever
And u knew that
All those crazy assumptions
Mebbe 24 percent of them
Are true.
I knew anti before all of you
He snuck in threw the bathroom window
No one expected this
Even raymi
The minx
Looks like itll be two Heinekens in the keg format
And some free pretzels.
Niice.
Ahh I just heard her crack ythe shit over my left shoulder
Around the corner from seats 20d and 20 e and I guess seat # 20f
Im gonna write about the super duper mega awesome biatch in seat 20 f
Anne-juh-luhh
As my homie from whos the fucking boss would say.
Anti already got her effin pic
Nice anti
Antiwins that one
I already got my bitch debbie�s winly permission to get that antismoking decal
Off the door
In the cameraless bathroom
Hahahahhahahahaha
Anyhow
No time to laugh
I have winamp and this word doc to fly like no tomorrow til the battery dies.
I should save now.!~
Doje
Nr
Donme
Done
I like making mistakes
Mistakes are funny
Yah
So I love you all
Lets look on my laptop for fun now
Or ill edit some already unseen fotos
After im done listing to snakpimps avec radiohead
I heard those guys might be a little good at their jams
So good they don�t gotta effin market it
Or advert
Good
For
Fuckingthem
Everything you read in here
Is
True
All of it
Save for whatever
U knoiw
Anti is force feeding pretze;ls
Fag
That�s my victory
And his
Whatever
We all win
Evil never does
And I got 20 years of proof
Bet me
Assholes
Now
Iuts time for fucking gerri halliwell
Love her for leaving those spice bitches
They couldn�t be happy for their own bitch\\
Ive been one dollar dissing everyone
Not anymore
I gotthe money
Some of it
To pass around
I don�t even have time for evil
Aka tell offs
Not til a week
I only havetime for lovey I love you emails
Or whatever
Don�t call me unless u have nice news
Or tell me shit about your shit
Three sistser since literally the beginning of time
Have been raped
One barely 12
She was held down
By three �boys�
And her councellor
Said
It
Was
Her
Fault
That councellor bitch
Im getting all the proboner legal advice
For free
Don�t worry
Here�s is a lesson
Take on bets when u know u will win
There u go
Don�t worry oh slumlord
Contract can be null and void
Even verbal ones
Right blond anna? Miss I know famous people.
That�s youre own problem
You should be famous
U signed the I don�t and cat be famous or say im secretly sexing a famous
PERSON contract.
Not me.
You are insecure and who�s fault was that
U forced me to say mean things
And then there is the blond girl
The first hot insecure one
Who I threw the fuck out for trying to bone
My 4 year man
Go back to scarbourough
Scarberia.
But whatever
Scarboro-ho.
Anti made that one up
Oh u kissed him first?
Yah in secret at yer job
For months
Whatever
Nothing is ever your fault?
Lonely?
I don�t care. I don�t have time to even call u fromthis plane
Or anyone
Emails go both ways
And fones too.
Bye for now. Xoxoox
Love you too jg
Family
And business
For
Life
Promises
Will
Not
Be
Broken
Unless
There
Is a
Reason.
Oh hi dugan
Im listin to pete yorn
Gentlemen, meet Lauren white.
Ahem.
Bye.
For real this time? Noi. No. im minimizing for adobe.
please dont be mad at me anymore for not typing and stuff. anyone ive nicely called and left nice messages for please call me back. i have some of your shit. you have some of mine. we’ll have a swap-meet, otehrwise im just showing up one day, unannounced and like, asking you why you were such fucking fuckheads to me and yah, whatever we had/have beef, i havent publicly named names or talked S about you so this blog is about venting rage all over again, self-loathing, talking about why toronto fucking sucks bigtime just like any other eastern coast city, burb, small town, fucking whatever. repent your sins, dont make shit up to try and get someone to be your boy/girlfriend again and just like, you know, be nice to each other. oh yah, and me too.
dont let blogs take over your life. pretend ive had mine since 19 fucking ninety nine. oh wait, i have.
ill be on that sex tv thing nearer to june they say.
photos say a lot on saturday. especially when fags dont have adobe on their pc emachines whatever that means and so paint primitively makes my photos way cooler. thanks version 1.0 of every fucking thing.
this is my last layme day nite whatever nad its 5. perfect right on time. now it just gets colder and dark and i cant find any shoes so im going to crap in my pants and walk bare foot shit house drunk styles perhaps……to the whatever mobile and be like
jamaicanneighbors.blogspot.crsegfsd yofkgsdvlcj say hi to the mad scientist. and then that guy was dressed like lego adn then that otehr guy who lives in my area code who wants me to be moer adult by more porn… this is the homo squad oh yeh julia too, that one who is from iceland or something and likes to roll around in hay fields with guys and then she is picture paranoid and i can look exactly like her elf face sometimes. antyway,. youre all jerks . shout out also to ryan h of the asshole persuasion…..howtoliveyerlifemyway.blorksput….and then that blonty guy again
ok lets think of all the nice things i did today. i chipped in money for uhh, dinner and groceries and change for weed and some mushrooms and i gave a bit of my tuna sammich away and i helped push the car out of the snowbank and tried to drive it back and forth out of it too and i didn’t yell at the cat too much when it jumped onto my naked back and planted its claws into my flesh oh-help-me-lord and i only snapped at the guy at tim horton’s once when he was going to charge me 50 cents for mayo on my tuna sammich and made me feel obese.
http://www.truckermagazine.com i hope ill one day stop harassing people in toronto and then maybe one day realise i wasnt ever being mean. just honest and angry and pissed off that i walked into this coolness trap and know why raymitheminx.com sucks, and why i might want to have some whatever trucker wants to be anti-vice. homo mag and never wanted the alias of raymi or the minx just some photo of me being a jerk at that art system drinknig beers go go dancing thing and then no one wanted to say hi to me whatevs. it was kinda ok kinda too neurotic but the dangerous part was the coolest , in retrospect. i guess but i never saw a copy or got that issue… etc etc
hi everyone. finklestein/stien ? i can neevr remember. spaniard. alex/sarah….chris////someone else, that ryan bigge guy, that jim munroe nme stuff from cali and why it’s scarey as shit here. um yeh. and ebm too. even the mean ones, especially the accidental mean ones and then the coolest dance contests and that guy who looks like nick who is funny and mods suck still.
hhahahha i never even owned a record. im harassing myself so no one needs to look at me or shit talk kuz u know, ill cuss you out or suck cock or just be like just stop talking about me i hate you and i know you like to gossip so yah say hi whenever and stop making me feel ashamed for feeling guilty for being cool and lame and insecure all things everyone, everyone suffers from.
…….. and go somewhere else until a fucking police arrests me……anyway, ill be back soon for more anti usa gossip foto binges. u are allowed to go tothe keg party im missing u prolly know where but mebbe not. call me or ill cal u or email. yep. i know you have fuck house net connex. i guess anna says hi from berlin or something. shes hot. no, saucy…
please all refer too kool-aid.com with me now it just saved antis ribcage and stuff….. sorta..well i strongly disagree with their methods of ratios for canadians forced to go to 7/11 about 3a fucking m or something…….anyway, koolaid i want that blue favoured kind i almost choked and died on kuz of that saving silverman movie from two scenes of funny shit imultaneously and stuff and like yah, i want that blue whi packets of it. party packets. fuck being like britney spears and having busloads. it should be everywhere princess papers pimps and crackheads go.
