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I don’t know. We were really close for a while but all of the sudden he did like a flip. I think it was after he came back from the Job Corps that he changed. He was never really right in the head to begin with. He’s had to deal with a lot of shit growing up that really fucked him up but it seemed like night and day after Job Corps. That and I stopped with the drugs and they are still a big part of his life. I don’t think he understands why I stopped and he feels hurt like I left him behind or some shit.

Right. That’s why I don’t buy into that shit. I have falling dreams all the time and none of those reasons really fit into my life. Most of that psycho babble bullshit pisses me off. Sure, some of it might be right but most of it is just stupid.

I know. I didn’t like how slow it was at the beginning but after the twist I was like, ’Okay. Maybe it’s not that bad.” Then I watched it again and fell in love with it wondering how I would pull that shit off.
We still need to get our assassin team up and running. I didn’t forget about that. Haha.

Oh. So, it’s just kind of like a dark period in your family history? It kind of seems rehearshed the way you said that their stories mirrored each others. But then again, if your dad barely remembers him then he would just have to go on what your grandma told him.

Well, I’ve been there. People telling you to stop are just annoying and they‘re just going to be pushed away. No one can make you stop and you’ll only stop if [I]you[/I] want to. Plus, you’re young. Experimenting is natural. I may not like that you’re doing it but I’m not a hypocrite. I used to do shit so I understand why and I’m not going to stop you from having fun unless I know that you’re going to get hurt with it which you might so that‘s why I want you to be careful. Then, I will say something but as long as you’re being safe with it and being really careful, I’m not going to tell you to stop. I’m not one to judge and pretend to be saint anyways but with shit like that, I have no room or right to say anything. And I’m not your mom, ya know? It’s your life. You have to learn from it and the best way to learn is through personal experience.

I don’t think that we’ve ever talked about it. I don’t care if we do, it’s just not something that usually comes up. Weed was my favorite. I liked the floating feeling. It was like I was free and I liked being able to happy for no reason. I’ve not had a good life. I think that is apparent so, I’ve never really just been able to happy all the time. Weed gave me that. I mean, when I started it was just after my nieces and sister-in-law died, my mom has always been really into drugs and was abusive at times and I was depressed and suicidal so it was an outlet for me. But one thing would always lead to another and then I was spiraling downward. I was going to hit bottom and I was going to hit hard. I was always an B or better student and never really had to try, into sports but soon my grades just plummeted and I was like a zombie with all the shit I was on and I was really reckless. Like even more than now. I almost walked into traffic and damn near got hit by a car because I wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing and just didn’t care. I just wanted to get to the fucking park so I could swing on the swing set. I was too free, I think at that point. There was one time that I got so sick that everyone thought I was dying. I had alcohol poisoning and the works. I just remember laying on the nasty bathroom floor of Justin’s house twitching with the door locked staring at someone’s disgusting panties that got left there barely able to move because my stomach hurt so bad from puking and everything I had in me while they were all pounding on the door trying to get to me. It didn’t even register that I was in some serious trouble at that point. I had two cases of beer by myself, several shots of whatever I could get my hands on, a few joints, some pill that I don’t even know what it was and apparently one of the joints was laced with something. I just remember laying there like, “Okay. I guess this is it” and it didn’t even bother me and I just passed out. It was a miracle that I lived through that night alone. I woke up the next morning and realized that I couldn’t keep doing it otherwise I [I]was[/I] going to die. I had never felt so bad in my entire life. I cleaned myself up and graduated high school and haven’t touched anything but alcohol since and I’m pretty careful with even that now because I know what will happen if I’m not.

It’s fall now here. I’m so excited. That’s my favorite season. XD

Haha. That’s awesome. I would have loved to see their faces. I’ve always liked the shocked faces of the ’normal’ people when they saw me and my friends all hung over. I do miss that part. Lol.

Dude, people piss me off so bad specially here. Like they think that they can gawk at me and whisper and point and shit because I have some piercings and gauges and dress the way I do. I think that is what bothers me the most. Not just how stupid they are in general or the fact that none of them can drive but the fact that they think because I am different from their close minded, red neck asses that they can make fun of me. It like, “Honestly? Do you have any idea of what I can and want to do to you? How sick and twisted my sadistic ass is?” I’m not exactly a person to be fucked with and for some reason they think they can. It takes everything I have to not take the nearest blunt object and just bash the shit out of their heads until they stop struggling and then continue beating the fuck out of them.

Oh… Jesus. That was a year ago and that went no where. It wasn’t forbidden, it was just kinda weird now that I look back on it. He was 16 years older than me and my brother-in-law’s uncle. It lasted like a week until I just ended it because he was getting really clingy and kind of jealous. Like, he was jealous of Justin at one point and Justin is gay. I was helping Justin reply to personal ads from other dudes and he didn’t like it because some of the replies had a picture of the guy’s dick in them. He was just getting weird with it so it was put to an end.
There really hasn’t been anyone worth mentioning. There was a chick I was really interested in but that fell flat because she was a goody goody douche bag. I have had a few new facebook and myspace stalkers that I’ve had to block since the last time we really talked though. Lol. What about you?

Hello. I just wanted to comment you the answer to your question. The story can be no longer then 3 chapters if there is 600 words per chapter.

I would love to but I have a list to update first.
[X] She Had The Most Amazing Smile
[ ] Yes, Mr. Haner
[ ] Summer of Sex
[ ] Take Them All
[ ] Oh Baby

So pretty much I'm updating Yes, Mr. Haner first before Summer of Sex XD

Hey hon! It's okay if your story is about Matt. It doesn't matter who you write about. Just as long as you follow the rules. Thanks again for entering. Good luck and I can't wait to read your entry!

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Yeah, he needs a good ass whoopin. I mean, there was a time when I really loved to be around him. He was fun and hilarious and for the first three months that I knew the boy, I thought he was a Nuddhist because he was always naked but now, he isn’t that fun little kid I used to know. He’s just a little fucker that starts problems and makes it difficult to be happy.

Like I said, my house is generally open to anyone. I want my friends to come over and feel at home but people I don’t like shouldn’t have that privilege and he knows now that I don’t want him around and I if he does one thing out of line, I’m going to stab him yet he still thinks that he can come here even after I told him that he no welcome here. I think he does it now just to piss me off.

My dreams are different than that. Like, I am killing everyone I love in them. I don’t have ones that don’t really make sense like you do. Mine are more straight to the point which is fucked up in it’s own right. I’ve had the hot air balloon type that you were talking about. Not the balloon itself but falling dreams where you jerk away kind of violently.
What did the internet research say about what the theater one means?

It’s a good movie. It’s actually kind of slow but the ending is pretty awesome.

Did he alienate everyone? Or did they just not really care? Where they just like little trinkets or…?
I haven’t cried in seven years. I just don’t see the point in it.

I’ve never taken coke but I have seen people highball it. It’s fucked up to watch them. I laughed my ass off the whole time they were tripping. Shrooms are fun. Have you ever had those? If you like acid then you’d probably like those. Just, if you are going to do these things, do them in small doses and with people you trust. I’ve stopped doing all that stuff because I learned my lesson the hard way but I’m not going to tell you to stop. I just want you to be careful with it. I don’t want to see you have to go through some of the shit I went through with it.

Smashing glass in general is fun. Lol. That would be awesome. A party in a junk yard. I kinda want to do that now. XD

I’ve been up to very little lately. My family gets together once a month through the summer and that’s about all I have been doing. It kind of sucks but there is always a keg so that’s cool. Other than that, it’s just the normal struggle. Wanting to kick the shit outta most of the people around me. Haha.
What about you?

The photo of Chanel is Gemma Arterton. I love her! She's so beautiful and looks classy and older than she actually is. She's born in the early 80s so she's not as old but Chanel's character is meant to look young. Gemma Arterton starred in popular movies like Clash of the Titans (opposite Sam Worthington) and Prince of Persia (opposite Jake Gyllenhaal).

Yeeah. I don’t think tense is the word for it. Just extremely pissed off. It’s this little piece of shit of a bitch. We’ve been friends since I was sixteen and I just can’t stand him anymore. He’s friends with my sisters too or at least was. He has fucked us all over so many damn times that it is beyond ridiculous now. He’s the biggest drama queen that I have ever met and I’m sick and fucking tired of his bitching about stupid shit that he has the power to change but is too lazy to even try to. Most of it is his fault anyways. He’s living with my one sister and her family now for free and thinks that he has the right to complain about what happens there. Like, he’s ‘in love’ with my brother-in-law and has try to break them up several times now and my dumb ass sister still thinks that he is her best friend. He sits back and complains about Ricky not having a normal 9-5 job and never having money. What they don’t know is that Rick hides money so she won’t spend it on stupid shit. Ricky is the only one with a job there and they want to bitch about not having money. If Justin, the dude that I am whining about like a little bitch, got a job and actually kept it, then he wouldn’t have to deal with this shit and hopefully he would leave and never come back. Then he just comes over to my house and makes himself at home. Generally I don’t give a shit if my friends do that but for whatever reason I just want to take the back of his head and bash his face into my fridge when he gets in there and eats my food or smother him with a pillow when he lays on my couch instead of sitting up so everyone has a place to sit. I get so many more violent, homicidal daydreams when he is here. They’re gratifying but he just pisses me right the fuck off.

Sorry that your insomnia is back and the night terror shit is fucking with you an about your grandpa. I get that, were you jerk awake. It’s pretty fucked up. What kind of dreams are they?

Have you ever seen Matchstick Men? That is what your plan reminded me of.

Fuck yeah, it’s expensive. Even with a job shit like that will take all your money. Lol. That’s one of the main reasons that I don’t do it anymore. Just be careful with it. If you’re not, it will fuck shit up or make you fuck shit up and get you hurt.
I’ve been sober for a day and a half. And that will probably change later tonight because alcohol is one my only releases and I really like the liquor buzz. Haha.

I’ve missed you too. I was wondering what the hell happened to you after I didn’t hear a word from ya in while. You need to come over here and help me destroy a lot more shit. Destruction is fun and all but it’s a hell of a lot more fun with friends. XD

Why do you always have the best layouts? o.o
I'm so good, watching a film and just relaxing before I have class in a few hours ><

Hi! :D

I know. I was just so pissed off with this site in general that I said fuck it and left. But you can send me a message if you want here for the planning of the killing spree. I just did this really creepy looking fucking grin when I typed that. XD

I'm good, I guess. Just wanting to stab everyone around in me in throat which is normal. lol. How have you been?

Hey, I don't remember if I told you but I've pretty much left Mibba. I stil get on here to talk to people if you're ever on here and wanna talk or shoot the shit. I haven't heard from you in a while and was wondering what's going on with ya and shit.

Sweet name, is it yours or are you just a big fan of the virgin suicides? ;P
I'm Bones :) what's good?

I was wondering if you could check out my new contest.

http://www.mibba.com/forums/topic/post/8225925/#8225925

I fuckin' miss ya, babe! Have I ever told you, you're THE most amazing woman I've ever met? You are, and I'm glad I got ya in my life. x

So how have you been? are you still training? and fighting?

lol, hi
what story of yours should i read?

"i never intend to tiptoe through life, only to arrive safely at death"
hi, love your profile pick and choice in music
listening to: blue oyster cult

I did i swear, i mean how in the world could i not miss you. your like the most missable person life. : )
I'm more glad now that i get to talk to you again.

Thank you for the add, I'm Cecily.
:D

haha im good, well no worries bout the name cause im going back to breezy. lmao. BUT YOU BETTER BELIVE I MISSED YOU A WHOLE HELL OF A LOT!