Thursday, April 20th, 2006


To prevent being overly obvious..I'm gonna try not to say exactly how I feel or why I feel like it, this is like some half poem half rap thing I dunno wtf I'm on anymore.

Instrumental

I'm an organ doner but..its imported before the cororner
it's torture, I dont think I can afford every quart of blood
aborted joy, in a war with love, and yes, bored as fuck
a shortage of doves, I stopped orbiting like jordan does
the present is harsh the strain to let your heart depart
complainin' marks the ache, hardships sink, while the harp is playin
the music's your mind confusing your eyes, use it to try
and puke the useless weakness and mute it inside
and refuse the thought, I will never let it speak or hum..
but it often spoke in the heart that left, it used to beat its drum
the melody left me speechless, but made me speak and think
and gave me strength, and made me feel it was safe for me to blink
so I closed my lids, broke the guard, and awoke to this...
a stolen gift, a lonesome kid, I choke on my hope to spit...
cause the sound told me exactly what the note was about
but I'm goin without my instrumental why open my mouth?




Eh, I dont even gotta reason to get on anymore. I'm out for the day

yo my name is Indeph, son. I don't mean to talk no bull
And I seriously think I'm too cool, just to talk to SPuL
HOLLA!!!!!!

:shoot:

Lmfao I think I love you :love: I need to get on aim. Hold.

You spelled donor wrong. :o

And coroner.

im posting here to see my new avy :)

see i won't post in here out of respect

May 11th, 2006


I lossed it for real, I came THIS close to poppin pills
and overdose, but after a while I chose to stop and chill
I'm sick of bitchin, welts in my wrist won't help or fix it
next time I go to hell to visit, someone else is finished
if I can kill myself, than I can take away a life
with either choice I have no time or space make it right
it must be in your genes to be able to keep a promise
well lets see... they expect me to think they speech is honest
and ignore the deciet and comments that contradict it
constantly, but now you gotta learn to be optomistic
the magic of love is there, but subtracted the buzz
its like im an attict of something as drastic as drugs
it might get sad, with your life's end inside the bag
but you have to learn to love the good and like the bad
just to cope cause now I'm comin' close to everything
gettin rid of these hopes'll give me a stroke at 17
I would, block everybody, give em a note to let me be
they'll hope i'm dead, but I should go ghost for several weeks
will the other gender even remember my name?
after december? after a second or minute or day?
I guess fake emotion could explain most of this
cause quote love quote, seems like a mind game showin it
I shouldn't let her sense my moods, like I meant to do
before cause now I'm in the shoes, that most women use
the more I show the way I feel, I see a lack of caring
and she flirts too, with boys and girls I guess im back to sharing
I notice my faults, and know I'm overly pickey.....
I sware to god I'm needy, but she supposed to be with me
we lasted some months, I guess I'm askin too much
now I just wanna know how long before I have to shoot up

may 12th 06

I AM SO FUCKIN PARANOID RIGHT NOW,
Bite cows? fuck you

^stop talkin' bout cows son, I'll punch you in your teeth
Fuck biting cows, I'll cook 'em now, and show you beef!

:shoot:

People are useless. I hate you, ESPECIALLY YOU, YOU WHO CAN READ THIS. Beadless meadkiss.

woot egypt in 5 days! fuck u non-traveling, stuck-in-chi motherfuckers:) pcout

NEjji I miss you :( If you can read this know that I am currently beating off/thinking about you. MWahsluhslopsluhsluhslopsluhmwahsluhsluhslopmop... mmmmm....mwah

[spul]womp womp womp womp, womp womp womp wom wom wom womp [/spul]

This is a kinda dope diary.