My First Feature Film

It was a usual school day, right at the end of History class. Nick Olson came up to me and handed me a piece of paper, and told me not to open it now. The school day ended, and I opened the paper. It had very simple words:

Meet in broom room tomorrow at end of school.

So I did. Along with a group of about 40 other people from all the grade levels of the upper school. None of us knew what it was about, or why we were there. I'm not quite sure how we even fit in there. Nick Olson and Bryan Michaels were inside, looking more serious than I'd ever seen.

"All of you have been invited here personally and specifically for different reasons. You all have something in common. Among a school of outdoors-loving hippies, you are the exceptional ones who put yourself out there and bring the most to any camping trip we've ever embarked on. It's been hard to pick, but you are our choices."


Choices for what, we asked?

"Don't interrupt me."

Bryan Michaels began to cry. We began to get uneasy. He pulled himself together, and Nick continued.

"We are inviting you to the first annual Underground, Illegit, and Totally Not Todd-Safety Approved camping trip in the history of Key School. It is so underground and illegit that you may not speak of it to anyone, or you will be disposed of."

Everyone shivered.

"Meet us at BWI at 11:50 PM tonight if you are interested in attending this trip. It will be the most significant moment of your entire lives. You must come wearing trench coats and fedoras."

"What if we don't have--"

"THEN YOU'D DAMN WELL BETTER FIND SOME."

With that, Michaels and Olson left the room. No one had a clue what had just happened, but one thing was for sure. I was going to BWI.

I snuck out of the house, stole the Cooper, and drove to the airport with Jeff, since he was also going, and lived so close. We didn't say a word. We put on our trench coats and fedoras, and met with a group of about 30 other people at the front of the airport. Nick Olson's figure was noticable even when disguised by a trench coat.

"Where are we going, Nick?"

"We're going to the Amazon. We cannot insure your safety. If you're scared of dying, leave now."

Bryan Michaels began to cry again.

"What do you mean, afraid of death?"

"STOP ASKING QUESTIONS, JOCELYN IF YOU DON'T WANT TO GO BECAUSE YOU'RE SCARED OF DEATH, THEN LEAVE NOW."

Jocelyn started to cry. Five people left.

We were each handed plane tickets, and told that we had three minutes to explain to our parents where we were going. We all struggled for excuses, but somehow, the parents agreed. We got on the plane, and I sat next to Nick Olson.

"What is this all about, Nick? Where are-"

"I TOLD YOU ALREADY, ALVAREZ, WE'RE GOING TO THE AMAZON. Stop asking questions, it's too late to back out now."

His tone scared me. I'd never heard him so serious before. I didn't say a word, and fell asleep. We were awakened halfway through the flight, and told to get parachutes on quietly so as not to wake the other passengers. The people on the plane seemed to know what this was about, and they let us into the bathroom, which had an emergency release on the floor to allow people to be dropped.
One by one, we all fell from the plane, scared shitless of what was going on. But something was driving us to do as we were told, and so we did.

Where did we land, you may ask?

COLOMBIA.

The irony was killing me. Then Nick Olson told us to wait. Bryan Michaels began to cry, yet again. We were all beginning to get scared. Nick made a phonecall, and within five minutes, everyone was surrounded by FARC guerilla armed forces with guns, yelling in Spanish. This was turning into a nightmare, everyone was beginning to scream and shots were fired in the air.

I knew I couldn't die.

I was Colombian.

We were all blindfolded and put into trucks, and told to keep quiet. Nick Olson commanded the forces in very rough and scary Spanish to take us to the jungle. The FARC leader was scared shitless of this massive bear of a man we call Nick Olson, and so he agreed.

We arrived at the jungle, and the FARC forces pulled out, leaving us there.

"Lets make camp. Then get in a circle. It's time to discuss why you're all here."

We all began to feel familiar with what was going on. The usual routine of camping trips was kicking in, and camp was up and running within ten minutes. We circled up. There were huge boxes that were covered by black tarps, brought in by the armed forces. We had no clue what they were.

"You've all been dragged to the Colombian jungle for one reason, and one reason only. I will tell you all now of what is ahead of you. You are going to embark on a race that will call upon your basic human instinct, and all of the abilities and skills you've been taught throughout your Key School years."

Michaels was bawling, as usual.

"You shall race through the jungle...in these."

He pulled the tarp off one of the boxes and opened it. Inside was a Jeep, but this Jeep had a bow and a boat, then the wheels.

"Why does it, like, look like a boat? Isn't this a race?"

"Be quiet, DeBronkart. Don't ask stupid questions. You're racing to a river. Pick partners, now. Pick someone you trust with your life."

The rest of the boxes were opened to reveal more Jeep-boats. I partnered with Jeff. We were told to get into our cars, which were wheeled to a gigantic starting line.

"You will race through this jungle. There shall be bears. There shall be tigers. There shall be lions. There shall be ligers, and tigons. You will need to maneuver through trees, and monkeys will try to sabotage you. Then you'll get to the river. You each have two parachutes on your cars. Use them wisely. Good luck. See whoever survives at the bottom."

Bryan and Nick disappeared. The cars were started, and a gigantic light appeared in front of us and flickered red. It then turned yellow, and once green, everyone began. The first few parts were open road, and not difficult, Then the road got narrower, and we fought for the front. Suddenly, ligers and tigons came out of nowhere, and took down DeBronkart's car. She was dead. We couldn't look back, or we would be too.

The crazy animals kept appearing, and people crashed into trees. There were explosions, and fire, and death, and blood. Jeff was covered in the blood of a monkey who was run over by our car. It was terribly scary. About three cars died before the river.

Then, once on the water, the rapids began to push us. You could not stop. It was impossible, you could only maneuver through the rocks to survive. Eric and James were in front of us, but they did not have Gerry with them anymore. He had been killed by a giant panda. They were trying so hard to hold in their tears, and continue racing for their lives. Everyone was on edge. Jeff and I struggled through the waters, and we could see before us a waterfall.

"SHOULD WE USE THE PARACHUTE?"

"NO, JEFF WAIT...WATCH!"

And we saw before us that James and Eric had used their parachute, thinking the fall would be deadly, but in fact, it had been a tricky waterfall, and no parachute had been needed to pass it. Other cars had made that mistake too. We cleared it quickly, without wasting out parachute. The waters got rougher, and then out of nowhere, gigantic alligators and crocodiles came and began to attack the boats. Martha and Hailey battled them bravely, but Emily and Alex Vance died because they were too busy holding each other inseparately like parasites. It was tragic. The alligators and crocodiles were passed through, and another waterfall came.

"NOW, USE THE PARACHUTE!"

Nini and Leni's boat crashed and flipped. They had used both their parachutes on the first fall, because they were stupid. We cried at their misery. They would never be seen again. Four boats survived the second waterfall. Then came the final waterfall. This one was gigantic, and deadly. There were birds in the air trying to destroy the parachutes, and one boat died in midair. The other one had no parachutes, and plunged to their death. There was just our boat, and Alex Schulman and Henry Duncan. It was a deadly pair against us, but we trudged on. We could see the finish line.

Alex Schulman would not lose. He had to be first, and pulled out a shotgun and pointed it at our car.

"STOP NOW OR WE'LL BLOW YOU TO HELL!"

Duncan pulled a gun out as well. We didn't know what to do. We couldn't stop, we would die too. And then, before we could yell LOOK OUT, the crashed into a tree for not looking at the road in front of them and died. And so, we arrived at the finish line, and saw Nick Olson there.

"Congratulations. You are the Chosen Ones."


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Craziest fucking dream I have ever had. That shall be made into a movie one day. That's why I wrote it down.

I feel so much better.

Tonight has been a ridiculous night.

The heart of the matter is, I feel loads better right now. I talked to Henry honestly and deeply about what happened to our friendship halfway through school two years ago.

I apologized for what I put him through as a friend, because I know what it's like to be backstabbed by someone you trust so deeply, and even though it's been years since it happened, I needed to apologize for it all. And I did.

I don't regret what I did, and I told him that. And then he finally opened up to me for the first time. The most ironic part of it all was that he did it in a group chat with two people who knew nothing about the matter right there, listening awkwardly. But we got it out. And we both apologized for what we did, and how we acted, and he told me everything that he needed to say. He told me how he felt about her after everything, and I listened, and I told him what I had wanted to hear from him so long ago.

We talked about a lot of things that had remained unspoken for far too long, and it was good to get so much off my chest, and I am sure he felt the same way too. In the past three days, I feel like I've cleansed my conscience and my friendships, and seen things that needed to change more than I have ever done in my entire life. I feel much stronger, and much better about myself as a person. I feel confident, and I feel genuinely good.

My life is good. I am an incredibly lucky person, and I am glad that I can take advantage of the things that are presented before me. I am glad that I can have friendships and conversations at this age about topics that adults cannot. I feel good about the fact that I can express myself as well as I do.

And tomorrow, I am going to try and mend the final thing that needs to be back in order.

Go without,
Till the need seeps in
You low animal,
Collect your novel petals for the stem,

And glow,
Glow,
Melt and flow,
Eviscerate your fragile frame,
And spill it out on ragged floor,
A thousand different versions of yourself,

And if the old guard still offend,
They got nothing left on which you depend,
So enlist every ounce
Of your bright blood,
And off with their heads,

Jump from the hook
You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise
See, those unrepenting buzzards want your life,
And they got no right--
As sure as you have eyes,
They got no right,

Just put yourself in my new shoes,
And see that I do what I do,
Because the old guard still offends,
(Their pudgy hearts and slimy hands)
They got nothing left on which we depend.
So enlist every ounce
Of your bright blood,
And off with their heads.

Jump from the hook,
You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise
That you despise.



I am in love with that song. RAC's remix of an amazing Shins song = <3


But anyway, I am in a bright mood today. I just got home from a bar downtown where I was watching the semi-final match between Spain and Italy for the Euro Cup.

And sadly, Spain won. I was rooting for Italy. It came down to penalties, and Italy made the mistake of letting defenses shoot, instead of the people who's job it is to have good aim. But alas, as long as Germany wins the cup, I'll be happy.

Last night was a very interesting night. I confronted Gregorio, as Koffe called him, and we had an interesting conversation. I was expecting him to be a complete asshole about it, but I guess my trust in him as a friend wasn't entirely incorrect.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

I am simply hoping he doesn't try to pull the same damn trick a third time. I'd expect him to understand well enough not to.

That wasn't quite what bugged me the most about the whole thing. The worst part of it all was that his excuse and reasoning was that he was "pulling a page from my book."

That was partly correct, and I quickly corrected him about it. And then I gave him advice as a friend not to do what I did, because it didn't matter if he was trying to get his mind off of the break up from his relationship--dealing with it should never include fooling with other people's feelings, because that hurts everyone involved. I've learned a fair lot from my mistakes, but that doesn't mean that I want other people to have to. Karma is a damn real thing, and I didn't want him to follow in my footsteps. I hope he doesn't. But I can't control him. I just know that if I had someone telling me not to do what I did, then maybe I wouldn't have gone down the road I did.

Alas, what's done is done, and that's that. Dwelling on the past is not a good thing, so I am focusing on fixing my flaws and concentrating on the present and future, but not neglecting the past, because then I'd just make the same mistakes.

After dealing with Gregorio, I had a conversation with Titlenregistration where I found myself trying to convince her that I was really quite all right. Earlier that night, Koffe had been trying to tell me that I can't dwell on the past, and that I need to be happy with the now, and get over what is done. I love him, but the constant reminder was getting quite old.

Despite what everyone seems to think, I am really quite all right. I am getting over what happened. It's been a damn long year since we broke up, and although I have moments where I mope and seem like I am hopeless, I really am quite capable of taking care of myself. Just because I acknowledge that what I had with her was the best thing that has ever happened to my life does not mean that I am dwelling on that fact and hoping for it to somehow start again. I know that's foolish, and unhealthy for both of us. The phrase, "You never forget your first love" is very true. I am never going to forget what that relationship was, and what it meant to me. But they should add a second part to that.

"You never forget your first love....BUT YOU DO EVENTUALLY GET OVER IT."

Because otherwise, that phrase sounds really hopeless. And I don't like that. I know what I have to do to get my life back in order, and I am dealing with each problem, one step at a time. Because I tried taking everything on at once, and see what good that did.

All right. I needed to get that out. I'm good. And excited that tomorrow is Monday, because that means that my baby gets home and I can play with her forever and ever x5

WOOT.

-Batmanalight

I am tired of fighting.

The more I think about everything that's happened over the past year,

The more I think that karma is real.

It seems now, more than ever, that every decision made in one's life

Has a reaction, despite it being good or bad.

In the past three days, I've done more thinking and reflecting on my life

Than I've done in years. It's amusing to read back things that you've written

In previous years, and to see just how much one's mind changes,

And how ideals and morals are morphed around the things that are becoming

Part of your life. It's amusing to see one's mind grow, and clearly remember,

Perhaps too vividly, how life used to be.

To think back to the days when I had no idea what the United States were.

To think back to when the most important thing was to make sure I had money

To buy ice cream with my friends, and the times when the ideal past time

Would be to cause havoc on the neighborhood.

Thinking back, I see just how sheltered I've been from the world.

I was born and raised as a child in a country where violence in the government

Was so clear, and where you could not travel safely without the fear of being

Kidnapped. My childhood was spent behind closed fences and walking with people

Who knew everything that was going on around them, and they wanted to protect me

From it all. Sometimes I wish I could still be there.

Still be in the chaotic, but beautiful and real world where I was born.

And then I'd think of the change. The most drastic change of my entire life.

Moving to a country where we basically knew no one, and building a life from scratch.

I'd rarely see my brothers, because they would be working almost all of the time,

Every day. My mother spent the first year crying, depressed and shocked.

I spent that time trying to familiarize myself with who I would become.

The first couple of years of my childhood here are blurry images centered around

A young golden-haired girl, and a group of friends that would come and go

With each house that I'd move out of. I didn't stay anywhere for longer than a year.

Then my mother put me in my current school.

I had begun to get used to leaving after each year...

It was easier that way, I guess. I wouldn't get too attached to anything for too long.

But here I began to form friendships that would build and grow,

As well as crumble and disappear.

It was then that I realized just how much we change.

Thinking back on the people who I still know and see daily,

And seeing how much we've all changed...

It's very odd. It feels awkward to think back and see them now.

When you had come into the picture, I had changed so drastically

From what I was just two short years beforehand, when I first came to the school.

It was with you that I changed the most.

Your influence on my life seemed to drive me forward, and each day would hold

It's own surprises. I guess it wasn't just you. We were all developing and growing,

Our minds were beginning to take shape into who we are going to become as adults.

It was with you, however, that I learned a myriad of lessons that I'd never

Understand alone.


I was the happiest I'd ever been with you. There is no doubt in my mind about that.

No one else has come into my life who has been such an impact on me as you have.

But you're not the reason why I changed. Your departure from my life was not the cause.

I felt insecure. I felt alone. Everything that happened last summer was all so sudden,

And I know that you felt it too. You must have. It was different for us both.

But the heart of the matter was that we were both ready for change.

My life remained here, though.

I guess my way of dealing with that was to build a wall around myself,

Because I couldn't feel safe letting anyone else in.

My biggest fear has always been to be left alone.

Letting anyone else in would mean that I'd be vulnerable, that I'd be weak.

But I still felt alone.

I think that's why I changed.

It started with her. I knew I wasn't ready to be in a relationship, but I felt alone.

I wanted to have a feeling of comfort, and being with her granted me that,

Even if it was just for a while. But eventually I couldn't keep pretending it was real.

So I ended it before it got serious. But I lacked the physical comfort

Of having someone with whom I could be with--to quote Connor,

I guess I just wanted a lover I didn't have to love.

And that's what it became. The relationship ended, but I didn't stop fooling around.

It got to the point where I was so focused on getting that physical happiness

That I forgot the rules that had to do with my own household.

I was grounded for a while, and that was when I opened up to my mother.

I told her a lot of things that I hadn't told anyone but you,

And she told me that I didn't have to be alone.

Things were going well for a while from then, and I learned something important

About trust.

But as time progressed, my hormonally unbalanced life began to take another turn,

And it ended with making decisions that were rash.

The advice my mother had given me was forgotten.

I wasn't using my mind to think,

I was just horny and wanted a quick fuck.

So I threw away any sort of worry of what would come from that decision.

I didn't care about the fact that I was going against everything I preached,

And that hypocrisy was just a step away.

Then I was bold enough to go and brag about it,

Because my head was still wrapped around the fact that I'd gotten a nice blowjob

Without any commitment or special reason.

You were bound to find out.

And when you did, I couldn't do a thing but keep my mouth shut, because I knew

That despite any sort of reply that I wanted to give,

There was no excuse for my actions.

With each day that passes now,

It gets harder and harder to accept the fact that you don't want to hear from me.

"You're too afraid to call because you know you'll just fuck up again in two weeks."

I thought of all the times I'd apologized to you. While we were going out,

I would constantly make little mistakes.

"I'm sorry."

Was that really my most used phrase to you?

I apologized, and apologized, but the mistakes would keep coming.

I'm not saying this to provoke self-pity. I am not saying that I did nothing

But mess up. But in the reality of it all, the phrase began to lose importance.

I'd throw it out every time I made a mistake, and somehow, that was supposed

To make everything all right.

That's why I stopped saying it.

I wanted that to mean something whenever I said it. Throwing out a phrase doesn't

Show you've learned a single thing. It doesn't show that you care. It just shows

That you can open your mouth and blurt things out.


I don't want to keep doing this. I keep thinking that I'll just wait a couple of days

And then call you, and somehow this would all blow over. That's what Carl said when I

Explained what happened. That this would all blow over, because we were too close

And cared too much about each other to destroy a friendship over something like this.

But it is precisely because we're too close that this has developed into what it has.


I've made bad decisions in my life, and karma seems to be paying me a visit.

I miss you. Any time that I see a picture of you, I shiver.

This is nothing like when we were out of contact for weeks.

It's not been more than two weeks, and I'm already feeling the effect of it.

You don't have to forgive me.

I just needed to say it.

There's a girl who wants to run away,

She wants to steal my heart.

There's a girl who wants to run away,

She won't get too far.

We've been dreaming of tomorrow,

But it never comes around...

We've been dreaming of tomorrow,

But we never make a sound.

She sits beside me on the train,

But I look the other way.

I've got a secret in my heart.

Music is my mistress and she keeps the girls away,

They always seem to come along, but never seem to stay...

Music is my mistress and she whispers in my ear,

I don't need nobody else to tell me what to hear.

Someone's sleeping underneath my bed,

I don't know her name.

Someone's sleeping underneath my bed,

I wonder who's to blame?

I try so hard to make her understand,

This cannot go on...

I try so hard to make her understand,

She tells me I'm wrong.

She stands beside me in the rain,

But I turn the other way.

I've got a secret in my heart...

Music is my mistress and she keeps the girls away,

They always seem to come along, but never seem to stay...

Music is my mistress and she whispers in my ear,

I don't need nobody else to tell me what to hear....




It really does seem like music is my mistress. She's always there for me, through any situation, and provides me comfort every single day. Music is part of the soul, and once it is expressed freely and truly, the limits of it's reaches are astounding.

I am amazed with the capacity and the potential that my newest purchase has shown me. Although my beautiful new electric guitar is not yet here, the amp that I've bought is absolutely amazing. I have been playing with it all day, and have only now stopped because my fingers began to hurt from so much playing. I don't want to start bleeding. I'm past that stage. The most amazing part of it all is that all of the beautiful sounds and the power I've seen is just from my electro-acoustic guitar. To think, there is an even bigger level of potential coming in just three short days...

I am completely certain that the amount of money spent was well worth it. Music is my mistress, and in her I will invest however much I have to, because she pays it back with godly sounds.

Karma's Bite

Where do you get off,

Calling yourself my friend--my best friend

When I can clearly smell the lust in your eyes

For something that is not yours?

Where do you get off,

Shamelessly spouting out crude phrases

With the hopes to seduce what you know you could never pull off?

You know damn well you've bitten off more than you can chew.

You know if you pulled a stunt like that in person,

You'd get slapped and cuffed for,

You poor excuse for an acquaintance.

Don't look at me and cry out,

"I am sorry. It was the loneliness that drove me to it,

I swear, man, it'll never happen again."

Never say never, you gaudy bastard.

You've said it all before, and you sound like a broken record.

Every line you fabricate is just a compilation of bullshit from the past.

Why don't you sing a new song for once?

The more and more I think about it,

The more frustrated and aggravated I get with you.

You really are more like me than I thought.

I wish I could go back,

I wish I could tell my best friend how sorry I am,

Seeing now how much it hurts,

And how much I want to punch you.

I want to apologize for the pain and the shit I made him go through,

But despite that feeling, I don't regret it.


Don't you dare try and tell me that I'm no different,

Because though you've sunk low,

You know better than to spew bullshit.

Vous êtes un salaud de merde,

Et un pauvre excuse comme un ami.

I hope you fuck up just like I did,

And I hope karma bites you in the ass.

Never let me go.

Wow...

After I jumped, it occurred to me.

Life is perfect.

Life is the best.

Full of magic, and beauty, opportunity...

And television.

And surprises, lots of surprises, yeah...

And then there's the best of it, of course, better than anything anyone ever made up...

Because it's real.


You take a stranger by the hand,
A man who doesn't understand
His wildest dreams.
You walk across the dirty sand,
And offer him an ocean
Of what he's never seen...

Maybe I was blind
Or I, I might have closed my eyes...
Maybe I was dumb
But what I forgot to say,
If you didn't know
Is never let me go.

You run from love and don't believe
Unless it catches you by the heel
That even then, you struggle.
From red I learned to cross the strand,
Your footprints still there in the sand,
Everything else, washed away.

I may not be alone,
Oh I, I may have found my home
I may have lost my way
But what I forgot to say
If you didn't know,
Is never let me go...

Cheers, Darlin'

Cheers, darlin', here's to you and your lover boy.

Cheers, darlin', I got years to wait for you.

Cheers, darlin', I got your wedding bells in my ear.

Cheers, darlin', you gave me three cigarettes to smoke my tears away.

And I die when you mention his name.

And I lied, I should've kissed you when we were running around.

What am I, darlin'?

A whisper in your ear,

A piece of your game.

What am I, darlin'?

A boy you can fear as your biggest mistake.

Cheers, darlin', here's to you and your lover man.

Cheers, darlin', I just hang around, eat from a can.

Cheers, darlin', I got a ribbon of green on my guitar.

Cheers, darlin', I got a beauty queen to sit not very far from me.

I die when he cames around to take you home,

I'm too shy, I should've kissed you when we were alone.

What am I, darlin'?

A whisper in your ear, a piece of your game.

What am I, darlin'?

A boy you can fear as your biggest mistake.


No seria tan dificil si tu belleza no me dejara sin palabras.

Seria mas facil si pudiera decir que tus decisiones no me afectaran.

Pero nada en la vida es facil.

Y mucho menos cuando uno comete un error.

Dans ma tête, tu serais toujours ma belle.

Dans mon esprit, votre beauté sera toujours le mien.

Et quand il...

Il, cette salaud qui faire semblant comme s'il est mon ami...

Quand il fait semblant comme si j'étais peint dans le mur,

Et il drague avec toi comme si vous pouvez être d'il...

Je ne peux pas le croire.

C'est ridicule, cet sentiment qui je sens.

Mais tu me manques plus que je vous dire,

Et cela sera le décès de moi.

This has got to stop.

This has got to die.

I said, this has got to stop.

This has got to lie down with someone else on top.

Well, you can keep me pinned.

It's easier to tease.

But you can't paint an elephant quite as good as she...

And she may cry like a baby,

And she may drive me crazy

Cuz I am lately lonely.

So why'd you have to lie?

I take it I'm your crutch.

The pillow in your pillowcase is easier to touch.

And when you think you've sinned

Do you fall upon your knees?

Or do you sit within your picture?

Do you still forget to breathe?

And she may rise, if I sing you down

And she may wisely cling to the ground

Cuz I am lately horny.

So why would she take me horny?

What's the point of this song? Or even singing?

When you're already gone, why am I clinging?

Well I could throw it out, and I could live without.

I could do it all for you,

I could be strong.

Tell me if you want me to lie,

Cuz this has got to die.

I said, this has got to stop

This has got to lie down.

With someone else on top

You can both keep me pinned

Cuz it's easier to tease

But you can't make me happy

Quite as good as me

Well you know that's a lie.


Estoy cansado de pelear.

Estoy cansado de pensar que todo lo que tuvimos vale nada.

Y sé que estas cansada de mi.

Pero sin tu presencia, me siento vacio.

Me siento solo.

Y sé que si yo no te importara, no estarias furiosa.

Sé que la cagué.

Pero no estoy dispuesto a destruir todo lo que fué importante

Y pretender que nada me importa.

You have every right to be angry.

And you have every right to say everything you're saying.

I am a hypocrite.

I am a disappointment to myself.

But I'm also a teenager.

I also make mistakes.

I also fuck up.

And I also hate that I can't sleep regularly anymore.

It isn't nightmares.

The sleep is fine.

It's the thoughts that come before it that are unnerving.

The thoughts of pure disgust with yourself, and disappointment.

I wish I could just say that you're being an uptight bitch

And that you have no right to judge me.

I wish I could say that you're being unreasonable.

But I can't.

I can't because I agree with you.

But it doesn't matter, because that's not going to change what I did.

I wish I could pick up a phone and call you,

But you wouldn't listen.

Primarily because I'd have nothing to say that would satisfy either of us, clearly.

But whatever.

It's not like you'd even read this shit.

I have no excuse.

I won't try talking to you because you won't care.

I won't try giving excuses because they're not there.

I just want the facts to be right.

Just because I fuck up,

And just because I make mistakes in my life

And allow myself to sink down to levels that I'd speak out against

Doesn't mean that what we had was a lie.

It doesn't mean I didn't care about you.

There's no one to blame but myself,

So for once in my life,

I'll start assuming the responsibilities of my actions.

This isn't an act of self-pity,

I just couldn't go to sleep with all this shit inside.

You shouldn't be mad at yourself

Because for what it's worth,

What we had was real.

And if you don't want to believe it,

Then I've nothing to say.

You were the best friend I've ever had

But I won't ask for forgiveness.

But I won't say good-bye, either.

The best story time ever.

I plead the fifth, and therefore cannot be shot for this.
k


AIM: storytime6/14/08 9:42 PM
Sam Durfee has joined this chat.
Erika Grant has joined this chat.
HI GUYS
why hello
SAM THIS IS ERIKA
ERIKA THIS IS SAM
who else is in here?
oh
HI
hey
SAM IS MY SUPPLIER HERE IN MARYLAND
ERIKA IS MY CRACKWHORE IN CALIFORNIA
danny daer
*dear
ALL THE COOL KIDS TYPE IN ALL CAPS
californians ddon't do crack
we do pot
cause pot is better
Whatever
dont you do heroin out there?
shh
Ok
So
This is how storytime works
only on alternating tuesdays in leap year
I make up a plot as I go along
cool
And the story thickens
And then I hand it off to one of you two
and you continue it
Ok?
sweet
sounds god
ly
I am gonna fail
All right
Once upon a time
in a land far, far away
There lived a little asian panda
is there any other kind of panda?
yes
they're all from asia right?
true
His name was Mr. Bojangles Kotetsuckonmyballs
He was a small, growing panda
And he was very special, because he somehow had the voice of Jack Black inside of him
But he did not like this, and so he became bullemic, thinking that the voice would be thrown up.
this is turning into a bad youtube parody
lol
Normally, this would not work
But this is an asian panda
In a land far far away
And so it worked.
cantgo wrong
So he now had his own individual voice
Dubbed in all different languages depending on where the fuck this story is being told from
There was a little girl panda, as well
And her name was Ms. Erika Hiroshiwilpucoxin
(remember the names, they're important)
clearly
ok
And the two lived very different lives
Bojangles' parents were fat ass pandas
the only kind
And Horshiwilputcoxin were royal pandas
with capes and shit
you know, sam, i'm thinking danny's kind of a bad storyteller
indeed
In this far, far away land, the pandas ate little tiny human babies
as well as a cannibal
shhhhhhh
Because that was all that was abundant, since the human race had become so horny that at the age of 3 they began multiplying
this is the good part
'indeed
And so, the two pandas one day met by chance
cannibalism and babies having sex
!!!!
the love story of all time
Erika was flying around one day with her sweet fuckin cape
looking for babies to eat
she can fly?
And Bojangles was lying on his back
a panda?
burping up the remains of the last baby
Yes, she has a cape.
an ASIAN panda
Exactly.
LOL
So Bojangles is like Oh god that was a big fuckin human
I may have to take..oh..yup.
And so feces began to come out of his anus
Uncontrollably
this is just getting more and more sexually arousing, isn't it danny

And Erika flying around looking for babies
saw him
and his glorious poo
And she nearly fell from the sky
LOL
Completely taken aback
She had been forever held away from these fat ass pandas
who would eat and crap and eat and crap
I mean, she had a cape.
Caped pandas didn't do that stuff.
They ate, and then crapped in private.
don't want to get the cape dirty
Exactly.
So she flyed down
And she says to Bojangles
flew
Dude,
no
its flyed
this is a land far far away
she's like
"Dude, what the hell are you doing?"
And so Bojangles replies
"Why, I am sitting here enjoying the sex that is life."
Erika had never heard such coarse talking.
(HA)
lol
"Why do you talk so rudely?"
"Why the fuck are you wearing a cape?" asked Bojangles
And so Erika looked at her cape
"...true. This is some weird stuff."
Then suddenly
ALL OF A SUDDEN
THE PUPPETMASTER THREW A BUNCH OF LSD POWDER OVER THE LAND OF FAR FAR AWAY ASIAN PANDAS
And all of the pandas started immediately listening to Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds...
ERIKA TAKE IT AWAY
okay um
i really dont even know where to go with that
but
good luck
YOU GOT THIS
i'll do my best
so Erika and Bojangles
I'm thinking of having one of these on the podcast.
anyway continue
start having extremely hot panda sex in psychedelic colors
lol
meanwhile
all of the human babies
who are three years old
start having more and more children
like hamsters
because all of the pandas are distracted by their LSD sex
until
just as Bojangles is groaning in his final moments of ecstasy
a human baby stabs him
oh shit
with great gusto
screaming
about how he's such a stupidass character anyway
with a dumbass name
lol
at which point
Erika
being the extremely intelligent individual that she is
abadons her Bojangling lover and flies away
never to be seen again
meanwhile
after the babies have finished killing bojangles
they look around and realize
that they have nothing to do
except fuck
take it away sam
You just killed my main character.
-_-
uhhhhh
how can I continue?
lol
You're on drugs
Just say whats natural
but the only characters are dead and flewed off
meh
alright then
The babies continued to multiply at such an extreme rate that soon Asia was wallowed up
swallowed
They killed everything on Earth
the end
hooray
I needed characters dammit
dontblame me
This isn't as fun in text
You can't do voices
And gestures
that would be great
Meh.
true
Erika ruined
everything
I miss Nick Olson.
you should have named the babies
As do I
and made them into characters
That game was fun even in text with him.
just my opinion
TRUE
Erika
yes?
I'm thinkin you should go over to wilcoxon's house someday soon
I was going too but what would they do but have sex
??
and videochatwithme
And podcast
what did bojangles and erika do besides fly around and shit and have sex?
it wasn't exactly an involved storyline
yeah
we should
we will
there was gonna be fighting
I could feel it
We'll do a storytime segment on the podcast
Each guest will be given a role
it will be a continuous thing
It's gonna be something super intense
so basically
you're trying to do comedy sport
z
in podcast form
cool
Uh
Idk
sure
I WILL GUEST WHENVER NEEDED
YOU MUST COME
TO A COMEDY SPORTZ MATCH
YOU'VE TOLD ME THAT LIKE 50 TIMES
GO SUCK A FUCK
STOP ACTING LIKE VANCE
CAPS ARE GREAT!!!!
suck a fuck....
how would one do that?
Vance is so annoying
Whenever he thinks something that happened is funn
I am more annoying
he will repeat it
multiple times
At completely random times
like my little brother
He's one of those "Remember that one time that.."
eewwwwwwwwwwwwww
sigh
see
i dont really have any friends like that
oh no
actually
taneene
taneene does that
but you dont know her
which is good, cause she's the most perverted person ever
even more perverted than you danny
and the two of you in a room together
would be hysterical but dangerous
have you met Arran Joyce?
No
she hasn't
lol
he is big pervert
don't tell me who i haven't met danny!
but i haven't
perverted people are fun
yeeeeees
I'LL TELL YOU ANYTHING I WANT TO
no you wont
i dare you
YEAH I WILL
OK FINE
WHEN I WAS IN CALIFORNIA
I'D GO INTO THE BATHROOM
AND MASTURBATE
THINKING OF YOU
WHAT NOW?
HUH?
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO NOW?
OH YEAH WELL
im still here...
WHEN YOU WERE IN CALIFORNIA, I'D GO TO MY HOUSE AND SCREAM THAT SOMEONE IS FUCKING IRRITATING
THINKING OF YOU
hi sam
what's up
hey
REALLY
this is akwrad
no actually
not really
BUT
CUZ WHILE YOU WERE SCREAMING
I HAD TO SAY SOMETHING
I WOULD GO INTO THE BATHROOM
sorry sam
no problem
AND DAY DREAM ABOUT BEING IN A ORGY WITH YOU, BEA, CRIS AND SUNSHINE
WHAT
THE FUCK
akwrad but funny
DO YOU SAY
TO THAT
UM
I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY TO THAT
EXCEPT
HA
WOULD NEVER HAPPEN
AND PLUS WHICH
YOU DID NOT DO SO
YOU WERE TOO BUSY FANTASIZING
ABOUT BENTON
WHAT NOW?
WHAT?
PSH
FANTASIZING?
HAHAHAHA
OH WOW
THAT MADE ME LAUGH
IN CAPSLOCK
I GUESS CRIS NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT THE MULTIPLE NIGHTS I SNEAKED OUT OF BED
AND KICKED SUNSHINE OUT
AND HAD DIRTY BUTTSECKS
WITH MY GIRLFRIEND'S FATHER
THIS IS GETTING REALLY GROSS
LET'S NOT STOP
WELL
WHILE YOU WERE DOING THAT
I WAS BONING YOUR MOM
IT WAS FUN
?!?!?!??!!?
IT HAS TO BE ABOUT PEOPLE YOU KNOW IN PERSON
WAIT AMINUTE
YOU DO KNOW MY MOM
OH GOD
HA!
PWNED!
WELL WHILE YOU WERE DOING THAT
BWND
ahahhahahahaa!!1
TONYA WAS SUCKING ON MY BALLS WHILE BEA TOUCHED HERSELF IN FRONT OF US
YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY?
YOU DONT HAVE BALLS
AND
BEA WOULD NEVER DO THAT
BECAUSE SHE'D BE TOO BUSY
TOUCHING TONYA
THIS IS TRUE
THIS JUST KEEPS GETTING HOTTER
BUT THEN BENTON WOULD JUMP IN WITH SUNSHINE
AND KICK ME OUT
I THINK THEY'D LET YOU WATCH
LEAVING ME TO GO BACK NEXT DOOR
NO THEY SAID GOOD BY EKIDS ITS ADULT TIME
SO WE ALL WENT TO CRIS'S HOUSE
AND WE WATCHED MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL
AND MY EYES BLED
YOU MADE IT NOT DIRTY!
SO I GRABBED WILCOXON AND WE WENT UPSTAIRS AND STARTED HAVING BUTTSEX
BEA FELT LEFT OUT
AND THEN YOU CAME IN
AND BOTH OF YOU WENT UPSTAIRS AND TIED ME AND CRIS UP
AND STUCK GIGANTIC DILDOS IN OUR MOUTHS
AND THEN STARTED 69ING
THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD
I WOULD NEVER SUCK BEA'S CLIT DEAR
SO
YOU CAN HAVE THAT
CRIS AND I WILL JUST TAKE THE BED
K?
NO BECAUSE SHE'D START BLEEDING
BECAUSE HER VAGINA IS SO TIN
Y
THAT'S WHY I DONT WNAT HER EITHER
WELL
POOR BEA
WHILE THIS ALL WENT ON
SAM HAD ARRIVED AT LAX
AND WAS ON HIS WAY TO THE HOUSE ON A CAB
ON A CAB?
AND ARRIVED JUST AS CRIS AND I MANAGED TO SWALLOW THE GIANT DILDOS
THE ROOF
OF A CAB
AND HE TOOK OFF ALL HIS CLOTHES
CAN YOU DIGEST DILDO?
AND WE ALL LOST OUR BONERS
BECAUSE HE WAS SO FUCKING HAIRY
FUCK YOU
I
FUCKING
IN
WIN
IM BEUTIFAL
IN MY OWN WAY
HEY
HAIR IS HOT
YAY
IM LOVED
SO THEN ERIKA GOT A BONER AGAIN
AND BENT SAM OVER
WATCH YOURSELF BITCH
WILL I BLEED?
AND STARTED POUNDING HIS ASSHOLE
MY PUSSY AND I ARE PROUD FRIENDS
WE DO NOT PART COMPANY
USING THE ANAL FECES AND BLOOD MIXTURE AS LUBRICATION
THAT WOULD HURT
AS SAM'S CRIES INTENSIFIED THE ENTIRE NIGHT
BEA STARTED MOANING WILDLY
AND A BUNCH OF WASIANS CAME IN
AND STARTED GANGBANGING HER
AND SO CRIS AND I BIT OUR ROPES OFF
AND RAN AWAY
WAIT
WHO IS BEA HAVING SEX WITH?
WTF IS A WASIAN?
HERSELF?
hahaha you've never been to irvine
White asian
a wasian
COOL
is a half whit ehalf asian
Bea's obsessed with them
SHE'S OBSESSED WITH THEIR DICKS
BUT
LATINO BOYS = MUCH BETTER
I KNOW!
LOL
AGREED
LOL
THAT'S WHY YOU HAVE SUCH A HUGE CRUSH ON ME ERIKA
AND SO YOU STOPPED FUCKING SAM
PSHHHH
NO
AND FOLLOWED CRIS AND I
INTO THE OTHER BEDROOM
AND JUMPED US
CRIS IS A LOT HOTTER THAN YOU DANNY
SORRY
AND SO WE DECIDED TO LET YOU IN
IM HOTTEST OF ALL!!!
OKAY HONEY
HEY
SO WHILE I POUNDED WILCOXON YOU GOT EATEN OUT BY HER
YOU KNOW
AND THEN BEA'S CRYING COULDN'T BE TAKEN ANYMORE
SO SAM SHOT HER IN THE HEAD
WE'RE GETTING QUITE INCESTUOUS HERE
HEY HEY
CAN'T SHOOT BEA
WITH HIS CUM
HER BOOBS ARE TOO PRETTY
OH
OKAY
AND BLINDED HER
IT WOULD HAVE STILL KILLED HER
O_o
ARE YOU THAT TOXIC?
AND THEN ANOTHER ONE OF THE WASIANS STUCK HIS 1.5 INCH PENIS INTO HER MOUTH
LOL
AND SHE STOPPED CRYING
SAM THEN STUCK HIS GIGANTIC HAIRY SHLONG INTO HER EAR
CAUSE SHE COULDNT BREATHE
WHILE BEA'S ENTIRE BODY WAS BEING PENETRATED
YOU KNOW
ERIKA WAS GETTING CLOSE TO ORGASM
SHE'S HAVING HER BDAY PARTY RIGHT NOW
IN THE OTHER ROOM
NOSTRILS?
OH HON, I DONT JUST GET CLOSE
AND WAS SCREAMING OH CRIS YESS SUCK ON MY CLIT
SO CRIS WENT AND GOT THE VACUUM
AND STARTED SUCKING UP HER CLIT
AND SHE STARTED SQUIRTING ALL OVER THE PLACE
INTO THE VACUUM...
NO, THE VACUUM COULDN'T HOLD IT
ALL 8 OZ OF IT
LOL
ERIKA IS A HUGE SQUIRTER
DANNY JUST SAYS THAT
CAUSE HE CAN ONLY DRIBBLE
A LITTLE BIT
LIKE AN OLD MAN
TAKING A PISS
AND JUST AS ERIKA FINISHED SQUIRTING
I PULLED OUT OF WILCOXON AND SQUIRTED ON BOTH OF THEIR FACES
AND THEN SAM RAN INTO THE ROOM
SHOUTING "LETS LISTEN TO THE BEATLES AND BLACK OUT"
SO WE ALL PUT OUR CLOTHES BACK ON
YOUR JUST JEALOUS
AND STARTED LISTENING TO THE REVOLVER ALBUM
A GOOD CHOICE
BUT THEN WE REALIZED BEA WAS STILL BEING PENETRATED BY THE WASIANS
SO WE WENT AND RESCUED HER
TOO BAD
JOHN LENNO=COOL
CUTTING UP THEIR 1.5 INCH PENISES
AND THEY ALL STARTED CRYING
AND BEA WAS LIKE OH GOD THANK YOU
I CAME 238974697364973 TIMES
I COULDN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE
THEIR TINY COCKS WERE TOO MUCH FOR MY MINISCULE VAGINA
AND SHE DECIDED TO PAY US ALL BACK BY GIVING US ALL HEAD
MEANWHILE
CRIS DISCOVERED THAT DANNY ACTUALLY POSESSED A TINY VAGINA
IN HIS ANUS
TRUE
I WISH I HAD ONE OF THOSE
IS THIS STORYTIME FUN DANNY?
I LOVE IT
Me Heat A Paige has joined this chat.
AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN
PAIGE ARRIVED AT LAX TOO
HI IM SAM
I DONT EVEN KNOW PAIGE
AND SHE TOOK A JET TO CRIS'S HOUSE
OH HI
NOR DO I
I'M ERIKA
AND WHILE BEA WAS GIVING EVERYONE HEAD
PAIGE
DANNY HAS A VERY SICK MIND
SUCKED HER OW NDICK
I'M SURE YOU KNOW THIS
PAIGE TOOK HER HER GIGANTIC COCK
LMAO
LOL
AND WAS LIKE I'LL TAKE ALL YOU MOFOS ON
DANNY
AND MOLLYWHOPED
DANNY.
SO WE ALL GOT HELLA INTIMITADED
WAS SO INTIMIDATED
HE COWERED IN A CORNER
I DID
AND TRIED TO LICK HIS OWN DICK
BUT HE COUDLN'T GET HARD
BUT ERIKA WAS PREPARED
SHE SAID OH PAIGE
TAKE ME
IN THE ASS
TAKE ME LIKE THE BOOTY PIRATE YOU ARRRGH
MEANWHILE
LOL
AND SO THEN I TOOK OUT MY VIDEOCAMERA
SAM TAKES PITY ON DANNY
OVER IN THE CORNER
AND FUCKS HIM HARD
AND FINGERS HIS ANUS.
OKAY THAT TOO
AND STARTED VIDEOTAPING WHAT WAS TO BE THE LONG AWAITED FOR "PIRATE PAIGE'S QUEST FOR BOOTY"
AT THE SAME TIME?
YES
BAHAHAHAHA
YOU'RE JUST THAT SKILLED SAM
SWEET
AND THEN CRIS REALIZED THAT PAIGE WAS IN THE ROOM
AND SHE CONFESSED HER LESBIAN LOVE FOR HER
AND THEY STARTED 69ING
AND PERFOMED CUNNILINGUS ON HER.
JUST LIKE IN DANNY'S IMAGINATION
AND SAM GOT SO HARD HE STARTED CRYING FROM THE PAIN
AND HIS BRAIN IMPLODED
BEA WAS STILL GIVING HIM HEAD
THE PAIN AND THE GUILT
AND SHE FELT THIS
BUT BEA COULDN'T FIT IT ALL INTO HER MOUTH
SO SHE WASNT DOING A VERY GOOD JOB
AND SO SHE OPENED UP HER BELLY BUTTON AND THEY STARTED FUCKING AGAIN
...
...
wtf danny
LETS DO THE TAKING TURN THING AGAIN
THIS IS MORE FUN THAN THE PANDAS
ERIKA
GO
NO
I JUST WENT
ILL GO
SAM HASNT GONE IN AWHILE
PAIGE
OH OK
GO
AL THAT AMOUNTS TO IS DEAD PANDAS AND BABY SEX
OKAY
ONE DAY DANNY WAS WALKING DOWN THE STREET
AND THERE WAS A LITTLE OLD MAN ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
mhmm
AND DANNY HADNT GOTTEN ANY SINCE HIS DICK WAS TOO SMALL
SO HE RAPED HIM IN THE ASS
TEEHEE
MEANWHILE SAM WAS GETTING GROCERIES
anD DECIDED tO EXPERIMENT WITH
WATERMELONS.
wait is sam a d00d or a chick
dude
YEAH
ohokay
LOL
HAHAHA
ERIKA WAs WITH SAM
OH DEAR
AND HELPED HIM SHOVE A WATERMELON UP HIS DICKHOLE
AND THEN PAIGE TOOK HER COCK ND PUT IT INSIDE MARTHA'S EAR
AND ERIKA STARTED MOANING
...
WHO'S MARTHA?
EMME
(EMME PLAY ALONG, AND CHANGE YOUR FONT)
MARTHA STEWART
that'd be me.
DUR.
LOL
HOHMG SAM I CAN READ YOU KNOW
now
Be glad computers seperate us paige.
AND SAM'S HAIRY CHEST SOMEHOW CAUGHT ON FIRE
ohwow.
I CHANGED MY FONT
BECAUSE I QUEEFED ON IT.
...
LOL?
AND THEN MARTHA GOT REALLY WET
AND GREW ANOTHER DICK.
AND STARTED YELLING OMG OMG CLEVELAND STEAMER
ITS THE ONLY WAY TO PUT IT OUT
This is disturbing. I'm going to go look at porn. bye.
Emmekai has left this chat.
ROFL
NOOO
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
this is BETTER than porn
lol
INDEED
yeah
WHATEVER
MARTHA DISAPPEARED SOMEHOW
im already bleeding
SO ERIKA STEPPED UP TO THE PLATE
you got your period/?
no
AND MADE A CLEVELAND STEAMER
oh
chafing
ON SAM'S CHEST
WHAT'S A CLEVELAND STEAMER?
isnt that whe nyou poop?
and it steams?
..
AND SO PAIGE KNOWING THAT ERIKA WAS A PHILISTINE
TOLD HER THAT A CLEVELAND STEAMER IS WHEN YOU CRAP ON SOMEONE'S CHEST
OMG I WAS RIGHT
ROFL
SAM DIDNT WANT THAT
SO INSTEAD
WE JUST WENT AND HAD REALLY HOT SEX
FOR 3 HOURS
K?
K
BUT HIS CHEST IS ON FIRE
WHY NOT
LITERALLY
SO SAM CAME IN ERIKAS EYE
theend.
bitchin.
damn
and permanently impaired her vision
we should publish this
xD
lol
my vision is already impaired
sadly
oh...
sam you jerk
see what youve done
hahaha
not even the hair can fix this...
The second erika whos eye i have ruined...
oh lawdd
xD
well at least i dont have to look at you
that was in bad taste
lol
AND THEN DANNY
my apologies
FUCKED A HORSE
SEEING THAT THE ENTIRE THING WAS NOT WORKING ANYMORE
my joke was in bad taste
being fucked up the ass so many times
can put a girl in a bad humor
FUCKED A HORSE WHILE TAKING IT UP THE ASS
DANNY GOES AND JACKS OFF
FROM PAIGE.
FROM PAIGE
LIKE HE DOES WHENEVER HE TRIES TO PRETEND HE KNOWS ANYTHING ABOUT SEX
AND CRIS GOT SO WET
AND ALL IS WELL
DANY CANT EVEN GET IT UP.
SHE YELLED PAIGE SUCK ON MY TITTIES
LIKE YOU WANTED ME
CALLING ME
ALL THE TIME
THAT BLONDE'S CRISSY BEHIND IS FINE ALL OF THE TIME
LIKE SEX ON THE BEACHES
AND SAM YELLED
so i'm thinking danny is aroused right now
beaches plural?
WHAT ELSE IS IN THE TEACHINGS OF PEACHES?
peaches?
like
pears?
AND SO ERIKA SHOUTED
SIKE im thinking apricots.
NO LIKE PLUMS
FUCK THE PAIN AWAY
FUCK THE PAIN AWAY
PLUMS ARE LIKE PRUNES.
AND EVERYONE GOT INTO A HUGE ORGY
which are like grapes
WEREN'T WE DOING THAT ALREADY?
which are liek raisins
WE ARE DOING IT AGAIN
BUT IM TIRED.
IT HURTS
WE FORGOT THE LUBE.
ITS OK
WE HAVE SAM'S TEARS
LOL
OMG
THE SALT
AND BEA'S VAGINAL BLOOD
STOP REFERRING
CUZ ITS SO TIGHT
NOT ASSALTY
yumm
TOVAGINAL BLOOD
AND ERIKA
SEEING BEA'S BLEEDING
DECIDED TO LICK IT UP
I DONT TRUST ANYTHING THAT BLEEDS FOR FIVE DAYS AND DOESNT DIE.
AND PAIGE YELLED THAT
LOL
AND SAM SAID LOL
AND DANNY GOT AIDS
AND THEN DANNY CAME 5 TIMES
AND SYPHILLS
AND GHONEREA
BECAUSE HES BEEN WORKING THE CORNER OF RIVA
SLUT
/CRY
I KEEP GETTING CALLED A WHORE TODAY
WHOS FAULT IS THAT
WELL MAYBE IF YOUSTOPPED ASKING ME TO FUCK YOU FOR FIVE DOLLARS..
BRB
ONLY 5
WHAT A BARGAIN!
50% off on tuesdays
WELL MAYBE IF YOU STOPPED SENDING ME PICTURES OF YOUR BOOBS I WOULDN'T HAVE TO ASK
I HAVE TO GO EAT DINNER
...
DANNY
NO YOU DONT
YOU TAKE PICTURES OF YOUR OWN BOOBS
BRB
DINNER
WHO EATS DINNER AT 11 PM
WTF
CALIFORNIANS
IT'S 7 OVER HERE
OHHH
CUZ THEY'RE FUCKIN WEIRDOS
lol
I thought j00 were a fellow marylander
So I am wondering where we're going to publish this
marylanders are cool
erotic lit
I think it's way too much for Facebook
ROFL
the new yorker
I am thinking BLOG.
can we make a book of sex positions?
lol
Paige
oh wait
oui?
with pictures?
you don't have the whole thing
yes
stick figure pictures
xD
Sam
Did you close out of the other chat
yeah
oops
damn
did you
Erika hasn't
ayy danny
no
mind if i invite jake
into our chatroom of love
do it
DO IT
who?
xDD
this will be epic
who?
is?
jake?
JAKE
my be eff eff
hes hilarious
ok
in jew form
xD
lol
HURRY UP
AND INVITE HIM
DANNY. DONDE ESTAS TU.
I DID
IS HE HERE
HE HASNT ACCEPT YET
wtf
GET
IN
MAH
CHATROOM
pants?
BELLAH
lol
that too
JAKE IS FAILING
YES HE IS
WHICH IS UNUSUAL
id invite chapman
but
....
no.
yeah
xD
I'll shoot you.
who?
he wouldnt talk anyway
dammit
just this guy
peoples i dont know
He's a douche.
You wouldn't like him anyway.
arent we all
NEWTOPIC.
ok
i have a large
..
you fill in the blank.
I'm posting this on a blog.
my blog
right now
OI
ok
DANNY
invite
jake
link it to me baby
tinythehydralisk
I DON'T KNOW JAKE'SNAME
THATS IT
^
nerd much
godoitnao
Starcraft refernce
you would know
xDDD
yep
I am super dork
ive always wondered what that meant
its okay i am too
why wont he accept
i spent half my day making offensive perverted jokes
did you send him one?
yes
hes gonna sign off and then back onz
tinythehydralisk went offline before accepting your invitation.
oh wow this is ocmplicated
xD
k
hokay
reinvitehim
tinythehydralisk has joined this chat.
AND THEN SAM'S EROTIC MOANING CAUSED JAKE TO JOIN AND BREAK OUT HIS GIGANTIC COCK, SHOVING IT DEEP INTO SAM'S EAR
i like this chat.
AND THEN PAIGE MOLLYWHOPEPD DANNY.
mhmm
Hi jake
WHILE HE RECIEVED CUNNILINGUS FROM A POLAR BEAR NAMED JOHNNY.
Im Sam
hey
hi jake
im jake.
suppaige
ohshi-
x
D
MIJO
DONDE ESTAS TU.
dont speak spanish
dammit

How I Made My Millions

I was stronger.


I was better.


Picked you out.


No, I won't say a word.


No, don't yell out.


Nevermind.


Let out


Out.


Led you back.


Stay on, sit down.

Let it, fall.


Let it, fall.


Let it, fall.


Let it, fall.


The keys struck down, and the melody drifted from the music

Coming closer to us

And farther from everyone.

It was telling our story,

It was the end.

Let it fall.

Let it end.

Let this be our final moment,

So the end is not so hard.

Let the tears drop and let them be seen

So that there is proof that we're more than machines.

Let this be the proof that it exists,

That love is no big truth,

But it is here.

This pain is the artifact of what will always be.

Let our empty smiles fade into hopeful words

And maybe we'll meet again.