Sunday 30 August 2009

Friday 28 August 2009

Love aaj kal

Today feels like fall. I've come a great distance in the past summer.


I feel as if I'm cooling down with the season./

Thursday 27 August 2009

Secrets ofthe Universe

http://www.astronomy.net/forums/god/messages/32330.shtml

Tuesday 25 August 2009

Crickets. CCCCHHRRRHRHRRrrRRRHRHHRRHR
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Monday 24 August 2009

So much fun.. Goddamit!

It's 5:45AM. 'm in my room. Shmoking. it's realy quiet. I can hear myself typing lol. My veoh video is over. i hear crickets. it's august 24. Ramadan. I just ate a banana and grabbed a glass of milk. I just flipped out and said "dicks nigggaaaarRrrr". You think I'm crazy? still just sitting here. M tables making popping noises. I'm really tired, mentally. Does that mean I've exhausted all thinking capabilities for the night? There are alot of Philly towns. I'm learning to type. Shit! Getting high from smelling the weed. Listening to old skooool PKMN gameboy song. XDDDDDD It's a Zubat! I had a good full childhood.

Saturday 22 August 2009

indi potush

my life as a pussy




i go to mosqku

Saturday 15 August 2009

jaculation



If I were gay I'd want to make out with every guy I knew.

At prom I felt like I was looked down on by my graduating class for being weird.

When I see The Tings Tings album cover I wana fuck the blonde cutie.

I masturbate about 4-6 times a day.


She's special



Could hozom taco bell right now
kiss
love
mona lisa
cry
sad
kanji
guitar
dildos
loop
coook
ghetto
dont'
stop
goodsex
cococo
kaya
korin
kulin
kuli
sodit
ckdoal
smdnwia
idjflv
andjew
cndjalw
djaoem
xjndka
sajakalsid
JAWM

Freedom

Friends=Love
Love=Heartache
Heartache=bleed
bleed=cry
cry=water
water=fluid
fluid=change
change=obama
obama=president
intelligence=love
practice=free


free=peace.

BURDUR TINE

In other news, Asia has no idea how offensive this is in America. Words are after all words.

We Asians are realy cute

Thursday 13 August 2009

Head buzzzzzz

I am going to come clean. I am a true JPop lurver. Today I was checking out the Nippon itunes store and I noticed this hot lil number.

I'm no better.


Gona start watching Bleach, again.
Me=torrent hungry

お帰りかわいいかわいいアシフくん。

Birds squealed in the hot sky. A tinge of wet spray lolled at my feet. I shivered. Under the blazing, burning sun a small shiver was like a cool spray of wet water. Many trees colored turquiose turned to lime and then Macintosh color and then changing to river red, bloodly ketchup with fruit punch dripping down to the checkered maroon towel on the Chinese flag strewn about the Firey Room. One there was a prince. He was to save the princss from the dragon. He found Merlin the Great Wizard. Merlin helped receive his sword, he kills the dragon. The princess and prince marry and they live happily ever after.

One day a boy comes home. A bully told him, "go kill yourself". His mom noticed his sad face. "A cookie will cheer him up", she thought. The boy sees his mom holding out a cookie for her beautiful, precious, innocent, lovely, adorable, glorious, trustworthy, thoughtful, sincere, courageous, gracious, sweet, sweet life-deserving child. He hugs his mom's legs, unbelievable joy.

I used to listen to paramore. I used to be in that scene. Mu whole goal was to impress girls and blahblah the whole bklah damn thing. I accept my burden of crashing my dad's SUV, wrecking havoc and sadness all over the home, failing from high school, getting arrested, for seriously, a fucking snickers bar, for not answering their beautiful calls of love, cause for real they fucking annoying. So i Umped dem. I felt guilty, but no more. Time to get them to understand, we chill now. I good, mother fucker. lol.
Try.
Bitch.
Get the fuck ofya ass.
You ain't ova.
Not yet, damn nigga.
Pull up yo swagga, yo charisma
Yo charm, courage.
Dawgg.
PEAYCE



Brough to you by THC*

Mahou na kokoro

A beautiful sunset, it is the early 90's. The orange streaked sun melts into the horizon. Milky stars bleed into infinite abyss. A sweet, sweeet scent thick with paradise coconut spray wafts towards my nose. It's beautiful. It is a tropical sundance heaven. Everyone's cute faces were gently sprinkled with the sun's rays, and their sweet, honeydew smiles would warm you from head to toe. A red chevrolet convertible waits to take you to Hotel Marx. You arrive to see the sky turned to a blood, violent spotty red. Ducks come attacking. All of a sudden you feel your legs give in. A pretty blue dress covers you. The clouds turn aoi aoi kaze kaze blue. Now wings sprout from your meninges. Arrows come at you. OW! Rabbit saw you steal. Now you know that he is your cousin. When you don't feel scared, the world becomes your sweet, home. Anyway. I smell the vintage smell of 70's grandeur. I looked at my brown chest hair floating out of my flamboyantly loose shirt. Once we pull up, I look at the beauty Harley and stare her down. When I order a cheese sandwich she comes up to delivery it. She walks in. Closes the door. She comes over. Pulls out my weiner. Starts blowing. I end up having sex with her. Then it's 8 o'clock. I drive my hot pink convert to the casinos. It's not just a gsme. I try my luck at the cards a=but i find out that i mm have a typewriter andt hen i reremebered my wife had sent my ond sa mission and i was. so i went to hump my plants to let them grow very large lick my schlong. My wife grows beans in the back. One day Geroge fucked me. So I turned gay. Now I hose sillie parties in Ny and sex people of both sexes. I'm pretty good. then I found out that sex isn't everything. There's more. I focused on that. Sex would always be a problemm. I realize I'm not white. I'm not brown even.



Furthy
Forty
Porty
Courtney


What am I?
What am?
What is?
this bO-tst dh!

Wednesday 12 August 2009

Alexis Lei, mm yum


Been looking at dirty pics again

Tuesday 11 August 2009

IWANAFUCKSHAFQAT

Momments

Dear ****

I have to tell you.
You are beauiful

mm funk yeah

I should lick my green pis and tell you my name straight. My name is Fagjit Niijernigr

Sex in the City

So Alice the Pussy dropped into her Bathtub. Her cleanse delicious pssy was drenched in milk. I drank her, she was dicker good. We fucked all night. We kept fucking till my dechk bled then i fudged her she bitching fudgit gout niggar. cdcdcdcsede
Fuckin nigges ers So So MIA COUME IN WE BE SLMAMIONG DIECKS HAVE DECHKFUCKING SIDCKS. SEXdeckhs


i saw where the ddady had her daughter buttfucked. i was so fucking shocked that i blanked it outaz my brain. started crying took me to shuu long nippdick.
its in chinaa. you kn ow sexuliiiidof provice. anydick, lex decks! run ba ma dechk.
suck my cunt biiiitch nigger!
niggger fuckshitnigger goth fuck niggger .

my rents are grully. greesure fuckert. wxjhukbdcsklhd jfkuigjvqnioryiweogyduweyr78qw489f78weue78wygidvse-0dcunuiwctgfvuyby 38ocf bi734ydf89eyriufhewiudyhiuweyd9804ybr8uyhw34idc bnwhjnsdijweh bc89ecf0nudf90sdyfgiunuo9thyiuwunc1278zuy12gweyjqg

Love is magic. Let ATTA control your body, let the mind watch,

at-0chan!
niggaRS FROM AFRIKA ARE THADA SHIT!

I'm kawaii.
I smile cutely.
I'm really fucking friendly.
I love myself.
I think theworld is a place where we all have to try hard to make it a better place
I am happy.
I am cute.
I have cute hair.
i wana have sex with Santogold.
I'm a bad boy. I 'm cutely mean.
Fuck yeuhrgh!
I am cute.
Unaware right now.... wwoosdfffcdechks!

alright faggit, i'm riding the feelins

it's like a tropi sundfagger

C:WIN98/
C:WIN98/cd pussy
C:WIN98/fagjit

SWEAR FORDS

I did not mean to get to this page.


So I called Citizens Bank again. The fucking bitxh told me to go fix it at the local branch, piece a shit.

Sunday 9 August 2009

faces

I like snowboarding
I like writing
I like flowers
I love love
I like new things
i like new cultures
i like confidence
i appreciate inconfidence
i like buttons
i like cookies
i like toys
i like food
i like Indian cuisine
I like Chinese cuisine
I like Japanese food
like pocky, like bonbons, like udon
I like Japanese culture
I like emotional asia
I like hindi music
I like punjab music
i smoke weed
i like relax
i like candy
i like nature
i like the wind
i like toronto
i like new york
i like wisconsin
i like old things
i like remembering
i like experiencing
i like awakening
i like naruto
i like my family
i am a part of them.
i am from bangladesh.
i am from berlin, west
i am canadian
i like america
islam is beautiful.
fucking
dick feels good
fuck niggers
mm
faggits
forgy-fucks
rmmm mfuc
sex
drugs are cool
fucking shit is cool
niggars r not
niggers r faggits
niggerings
kill
.
i love brown girls
i love blondes
i love brunette cuties
i love pussy
i suck dicks
fagg dicks
bangalis ar faggets
white people are fucking retarded.
no sense, retarts
fuck american nigges
hate fuels hate.
my parents are full of shit
my teahers are full of rotting shit
fucking white niggers
trash
my friends pieces of shit
worthless
stupid
headaching faggots
. fat ass shits
fuciking nigger chinese people
dirty pieces of shitrat
rude as shit
racist shits
germans are racist shits
fuck off holy cathlo
fuck your jesus faggopt christ
fucking right wing republifags
fucking dumbshit demofrags
faggot ass springfield
faggot ass poor white
wana fuck amber
*goin to masrbat(
guess not




faith
it's alll i need
Erm..

This is my voice testing...1..2..3.

This is me.



I am fluent

Down to Earth

I am talking to you. Here are my words. The words that I speak come out of me. They are my ideas. They are just words. Letters and sounds. I have thoughts. They are coming out. I can communicate. It's as if I'm talking to myself. It's strange. I have to stare at this keyboard. Or I cannot type honestly. It is strange. Whenever I think I cannot type honestly. Now. I have stopped thinking. And words have weight.

KAKAAAKAAKAA

For old nostalgia's sake

http://www.megavideo.com/?v=KTVH05QM

Saturday 8 August 2009

9/11 FETISH

After the wake of the Sept 112 attacks it became a taboo to fly planes over NY or having them close to buildings. Shhh it was sucha taboo. You did not speak of it, cause you would be an asshole or terrorist.

http://www.citynews.ca/news/news_36375.aspx

Now it seems like it's sort of a fetish to crash in and around NY and NY state.
Are we gona learn that guilt fuels fetishes?

Friday 7 August 2009

I just realized I'm a sweetheart. I've always wanted to be a hardass when now I realize I'm a sweetie. I think I always knew I was a cutie. Lack of confidence, I didn't believe it. Ureshii koto!

Wednesday 5 August 2009

I think I'm Gona Live In New York

I would have a second storey apt in Queens.
I'd go gorcery shopping at MoMo's.
I'd take walks in Central park.
I would walk manhattan all over, shooting pictures.
I would meet a wondeful girl at the park.
I would take her ice skating at the Rockefella's ice rink near Christmas.
We would cozzle under a blanket drinking coffee, watching sunrise from a cold roof.
I would have one of those Platonic love lifes, where it would always be ro mantic.
I woulds do coke and party.
Dress up and shindig.
I would not fart
I would fuck cute little hirlies.

Synth-baby

Arabs are really assholish, because they have confidence in their stupidity.
Greeks are the same way, but less rattish and more phalus-themed.
Blacks act really blunt and have a guilty problem with using their brains, so they avoid it.
Indians know they are the smartest in the world, but when facing foreign concepts they lose the confident face.
Chinese are the less smarter race, so things are more openly faced.
The Japanese are completely clueless of their sensitivity's root, but enjoy everything with a whimsy touch.
Americans are guilty of not thinking about their actions, forgetting they were perfectly fine the whole time.



Ouch! Fuckyou I'm no racist!

Palestine

God is in us, as our soul.
Anything you do, it'll will alright.
If you're gona do something, do it.
It's perfectly okay being a hypocrite.
If you like it, then it's real.
Whenever you try, you and I win.
If it's not a part of you, it's gona keep bothering you.
Love yourself
Pay attention to your life, you're not so bad off as you thought.

Smells like smoke.

I have a worry. It's one of those worries where you know it's just a worry, but you kind of enjoy it sitting there in your head. What happens now? It's a scary thought. Do I continue on this path even though I really can't see what's comning ahead. Or do I fall back on the old rule of switching tactics. I think I will stick it out and see what flows my way. For some reason after coming back from Wisconsin I feel as if I need to do something. It's strange how easily we change to someone else's mood. I must remember patience isavirtue. typing will increase my skills and land me a job.m sexify ym love. i wan type very fast. like superfast. aceepting is rebellin. what slave accepts slavery. he's freee then. my hands feeel tingly.

ART IS MEANT TO BE DESTROYED

Excerpt #1:
Haven't blogged in awhile. Feels weird to be again. I don't really want to communicate with anything online anymore. Talking to people seems so pointless. I like to stay at home and do nothing. I have always loved it. And that's what I'll do. Once I leave I leave. The best days saved for the last.

Excerpt #2:
I think I want a girlfriend. I've always been looking for one, but didn't really know how to do it. Ask a girl out. I've finally decided to let things develop on their own.

Excerpt #3:
I used to be a brownie confused as white.
Now I'm a white who has brown as ancestry.

Haiku:

Map bribburrs. Fwoo the fan goes.
Index on W.
SwwZYzee-t-!

I can be an anime producer.


Wisdom:

1.Do what you want.

2.Do you what yuigoasqugoiphgtfdevbcnh'

3.

Jobs suck.

Hate being inconfident.
Hate not nderstanding world.
JOB