lee_the_messed_up_punk

my #ucked up life
2002-06-25 06:25:49 (UTC)

drunk as a skunk that smells like flowers

1:25am, im drunk.

Life is fucked. How did I end up drunk. I remember
jogging than biking. Looking at the vendor and thinking, a
six pack wouldnt be bad, it wouldnt fuck me up. After not
sleeping for two days and eating only four slices of
leftover pizza, dont bet on it. Im fucked. Ohh well, what
can you do. I havent gotten messages on this diary for
some time. I remember when I used to get like 6 messages a
day now I get a big fat 0. Maybee its because of the time
that im wrighting in it. Always around 2:00am. And my
entries have gotten less amusing anyways. Today's is
amusing so right me. Tell me how long of a mother falking
paragraph this is and how, im FUCKED. ahhhhh.


How my sentyances are too short, and how I cont
spall. ahhhhhhh. hahahhahahaaahhaaahahhahaaa.

Well nothing I can say right now is even near
intellegent so if you reading this please disregard the
drunikness. I cant type. I made a really good song
today. Well only the beat, but its dope. Crazy. Nice.
Terrifick. Yaaah.

Yomorrow I think ill look for a new job and scratch my
ballz. Yaaah Hoooo. Wooo Pee. Not as in Wo-Pee Golberg,
because she's nasty. Owwwww. No Eyebrows. Not as in Pee-
Wee cause he's just a crackhead. Ass in WOOOOO YAAAA like
as in.....I should stop now shouldnt I, OK BYE.

Life's a real trip, I hope I never wake up.

ROck on mother fauckers.

AhhhhHHhhhhhHaaAAAAA!

wright me.




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