chiiiiit

i forgot to blog and now im doin it now. im red like a fuckin lobster hahaa, not really but im pretty burnt. damn white people, instead of tanning we just burn alive. anywayssss whats on my mind yo? well some delicious oreo cookies i just devoured, fuckin delicious. mmmmmmmmm..... anyways, duude! im diggin the warm weather, its not legging season anymore, wooo! damn humans and our tendency to fuck shit up. we're animals right? but we have way more greed and selfishness than other animals. we fucked up the natural system of nature, thats why so many species have gone endangered. humans kill way more animals than needed, and we do so really unfair. when an animal hunts for its food, it catches it the old fashion way. instead we find every possible way to kill and produce food without having to use effort. we should be living off of what we catch and living in the food chain world. instead we let weak humans live by giving them benefits, if there were no benefits theyd be dead. its the way it was meant to be, survival of the fittest. weak humans produce a weaker generation, and thats how we got to where we are now.

The Sandman

the grains of sand flew upon my eyelids, and i felt the soft breathing on the back of my neck. next thing i know i was uncontrollably drifting into a deep sleep. this was very odd because just seconds earlier i was wide awake, thriving with energy. i had an interesting dream too, or i assumed it to be a dream. it was mixed in with my reality, making it feel that much more real. in the elusive dream a man dressed in a fancy, long coat that seemed to change colors with every move he made was displayed on the post of my bed. his weary face stared down at mine as my eyelids fluttered to stay open. he opened the palm of his hand to discover the pile of sand, and then he gently pursed his lips in an 'o' shape and blew. the sand gently landed on my face, and the last image i remember was the man winking at me. then blackness..

substitute teachers

theyre so creepy. i mean c'mon, do you really act like that outside of your temporary classroom? sometimes i think substitutes just fuck with the class they got stuck with for the day. they just try to freak the kids out as much as possible, making them think that such a person really does exist on this earth. or maybe it does exist, and maybe even more than anyone ever thought it did. are these teachers messin with my mind, am i trippennn, or are they...ALIENS!
AHhhhhhh, i think aliens is the best suggestion yet. anyone got somethin better?

Go Ask Alice

fucking amazing book. its this girl's actual diary, and she doesn't reveal her name. instead, the author title on the book reads "anonymous". its crazy to see this girl's transition from a shy book worm to an acid fryin' hippie. the way she describes acid sounds beautiful, but even i am wayyyy too scared to try that shit. it could change you forever, fuck up your whole entire life. i've heard stories, like this one guy my mom knew had a bad trip and sat in this tent the whole time just tryna make it go away. ever since that bad trip, he didn't talk to people anymore, he became anti-social, and was never the same again. uhhhhhm no thanks dudeeeee! ill stick my natural herb(; and magic mushrooooooms of course my horse holy shit never ending sentence just keeps on goin on for days on ends on noodles on cheese on biscuits on kittens...mmm kitten mittons,

you thought it would end huh but its only a comma ahhahahaha had you fooled,
wait that'd only work if i read it out loud sonofabitchcunt
k im done.