urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drunkbytwelve meep meep 2007-08-28T14:02:55Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drunkbytwelve:33596 2007-08-28T14:02:55Z 2007-08-28T14:02:55Z life is not so simpleafter all . . . <br />in fact that it's more than something to<br />read & light cigarettes with . . .<br /><br /><br />today is daddy bob's funeral.. :( it's gonna suck to see brandon all torn up. but i hafta be strong, for him at least. but whatever.....<br /><br />i'm hungry as fuuuck! i haven't really eaten much these past two days.. yesterday was terrible. for breakfast i had a couple of grapes, and for lunch i had a handful of dry cereal. i didn't actually EAT until about 10 last night. my belly wasn't happy with me, really. got some chron.. it's pretty good. <br /><br />i love when i get sooooo stoned i can't stop laughing. and then i start like, literally crying.. but i'm laughing. everything just feels so right in that moment, i love it. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drunkbytwelve:25996 2007-03-01T22:47:43Z 2007-03-01T22:47:43Z <p>hahaha, shauna's house was fun last night :) i can't wait to go out there again soon!</p> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drunkbytwelve:25654 2007-02-26T17:55:02Z 2007-02-26T17:55:02Z bronson made fun of me today.. 'cause&nbsp;i said "real delicious" instead of "real good"<br />...then chris and david said "dude, that's what makes her her."<br /><br />hahaha, lunch time is always the best urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drunkbytwelve:24853 2007-02-20T01:06:19Z 2007-02-20T01:06:19Z <a name="cutid1"></a><div class="ljcut" text="havent ya heard? im the flyest white girl.. kissin them boys and makin their hair curl :D"><font size="2">just a little sumpin sumpin i wrote for my girl: stephanie cecil <br /></font><br /><br />yo girl, let me tell ya story <br />it took place down in a little stone quary (woods, actually!) <br />we was all chillin, all smokin that dope <br />we asked little matt, but he said nope <br /><br />the fire was a'blazin, and we was too <br />you sat on a log, almost burnin yer shoe <br />i was flyin around, actin like a crazy nig <br />we was all homies, kinda like rob and big <br /><br />the deer was gonna get us, there was no where to hide <br />but it was all good baby girl, cause you was by my side <br />we made a little fort to protect our furry heads <br />good thing too, cause if we didnt, we might be dead <br /><br />the walk back was kinda fucking crazy <br />was there fog? or geese? it's all kinda hazey <br />down with jim jones, we fly high too <br />we rockin' da oney like it was our boo <br /><br />inhaled some fuckin cigs like it was our job <br />and makin fuckin soup with some corn on da cob <br />runnin in the fields, girl youz my life <br />im down on one knee, will you please be my wife?</div> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drunkbytwelve:24066 2007-02-12T06:17:16Z 2007-02-12T06:17:16Z <a name="cutid1"></a><div class="ljcut" text="muah!"><img alt="" src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h192/catsdogsmayonaisejar/speedo.jpg" /><br /><br />that's erics.<br /><br /><br /><img alt="" src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h192/catsdogsmayonaisejar/shitty.jpg" /><br /><br />thats mine.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>Dub me Lord Abortion, the living dead, the bonesaw on the backseat on this bitter night of giving head says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Courier New" size="1"><p>your exorcism is in like, 2 years</p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>i go from skip-skop to hip-hop to be-bop to p-funk says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="1"><p>dude, it's comin' up.. i turn 17 in three months... </p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>Dub me Lord Abortion, the living dead, the bonesaw on the backseat on this bitter night of giving head says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Courier New" size="1"><p>i know, satan reminded me</p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>i go from skip-skop to hip-hop to be-bop to p-funk says:</p></font><font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="1"></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>Dub me Lord Abortion, the living dead, the bonesaw on the backseat on this bitter night of giving head says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Courier New" size="1"><p>he's all like heeey buddy, only 2 years</p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>Dub me Lord Abortion, the living dead, the bonesaw on the backseat on this bitter night of giving head says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Courier New" size="1"><p>and i'm like "dude, go away, i'm trying to take a shower here"</p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>Dub me Lord Abortion, the living dead, the bonesaw on the backseat on this bitter night of giving head says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Courier New" size="1"><p>'cause satan's a little fruity like that</p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>Dub me Lord Abortion, the living dead, the bonesaw on the backseat on this bitter night of giving head says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Courier New" size="1"><p>i need a new tek jansen pic, i think</p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>i go from skip-skop to hip-hop to be-bop to p-funk says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="1"><p>sure</p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>i go from skip-skop to hip-hop to be-bop to p-funk says:</p><dir></dir></font><font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="1"><p>satan is fruity</p></font><font color="#545454" size="1"><p>i go from skip-skop to hip-hop to be-bop to p-funk says:</p></font><font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="1"><p>dude, he sent me this picture of him.. ugh, disgusting. he's wearing a speedo and leaning on a tree smiling</p></font><br />....what else are you supposed to do at one in the morning?<br /><br /><br /><br /></div> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drunkbytwelve:8427 2006-10-22T02:43:17Z 2006-10-22T02:43:17Z <a name="cutid1"></a><div class="ljcut" text="miss you.">Last night I had a dream about you<br />In this dream I'm dancing right beside you<br />And it looked like everyone was having fun<br />the kind of feeling I've waited so long<br /><br />Don't stop come a little closer<br />As we jam the rythm gets stronger<br />There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun<br />We were dancing all night long<br /><br /><strong>The time is right to put my arms around you<br />You're feeling right<br />You wrap your arms around too<br />But suddenly I feel the shining sun<br />Before I knew it this dream was all gone</strong><br /><br />Ooh I don't know what to do<br />About this dream and you<br />I wish this dream comes true<br /><br />Ooh I don't know what to do<br />About this dream and you<br />We'll make this dream come true<br /><br />Why don't you play the game ?<br />Why don't you play the game ?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />do you remember when i used to sing this to you all the time?.....<br /></div>