Blast off.... Please inform the captain this is a hijack

(to the last remaining few to care about me)

do not be alarmed by my last post, i wont be tripping on acid nor will i do any bodily damage to myself, only if i really need pain to write better will i be hurting.

Man this weekend sucked, between fights with jamie, boring summer, and a dry spell in my writing im that close to beating my head into a wall. man i hate this i wish i could take some time off, maybe i'll just get a whole sheet of acid and trip the rest of my fuckin life

what up dirty, yesterday sucked balls, i guess it sucks for my love life but is good for my writings... even though i haven't written yet, you see jamie and i got in a big fight, over music, and now her mom said i have issues or something, and jamie thought so too. blah yea it sucks and i had to work too blah.

today i have nothing planned

As her shadow leaves here and moves on i'll find myself there.

Bored

I'm extremely bored, talked to frank on the phone for a while listened to his crazy keyboarding and what not he's gay, everyone likes whatever i just wrote down there i guess, very suprising to me... well its time for bed, big day tomorrow.

peace out

joe

Wow i wrote something

The mirror spells out millions of insults unspoken. Tell me what you think

Today was cool, i chilled with jamie and shit, normal shit