I Feel Exactly Like This

| Monday, December 15, 2008

I'm not going to describe a thing. We are things. Human, animal, chair. Things. So I'm not going to describe it.

The feeling is a void in human conditioning. Whither it is loss, longing, love, or otherwise, I feel it right now. It's a lot like happiness and a lot like sadness. It's a lot like fear and a lot like anger.

I have wanderlust, an uncomfortable urge of wanderlust. But it has to be for now suppressed by many things. Chains do dig; mine has dug and left scars. It's unfortunate my skin burses easily.

I have to get out, one way or the other.

I Scoffed At This

| Tuesday, December 2, 2008

I shouldn't have started something I couldn't end.


I mean don't get me wrong, sometimes it's good to talk to someone that you haven't or REFUSED to talk to for some time.

*sigh*

I'm going to refer to The Raconteurs song "Many Shades of Black" to express how I really feel.

"Go ahead, go ahead and smash it (MY HEART) on the floor
Take whatever is left, and take it with you out the door (HE TOOK NOTHING)
See if I cry (I DID)
See if I shed a single sorry tear (BUT HE NEVER SAW THEM)
Can't say that it's been that great
No in fact it's been a wasted worried year (IN-FUCKING-DEED)

Everybody sees
And everyone agrees (THEY DID!!!)
That you and I are wrong
And i'ts been that way to long
Take it as it comes
And be thankful when it's done (I AM, OMG YES I AM)
There's so many ways to act
And there's many shades of black
There's so many shades of black

Let it out, let it all out
Say what's on your mind (I HAVEN'T)
You can kick and scream and shout and say things that are so unkind (I SHOULD!!!)
See if I care, see if I stand firm or if I fall
Cause in the back of my mind, and on the tip of my tongue
Is the answer to it all

Everybody sees
And everyone agrees
That you and I are wrong
And i'ts been that way to long
Take it as it comes
And be thankful when it's done (I AM)
There's so many ways to act
And there's many shades of black
There's so many shades of black"


I think that was well said

This was inevitable

| Monday, December 1, 2008

There is a point in a young persons life that they come to realize all the glitters isn't gold. Nothing is served to you on a silver platter. Nothing is for free. I truely wish all those things were true.

I was under the impression that things would get better.

I guess I just hate my job.

Fucking sucks.

L is for the way you look at me

| Thursday, November 27, 2008

I go to NotCot.org quite often (at least a dozen times a day) and I came across something I could not believe but knew that there are people out there who would do this.

Get ready.





Yea, that's right. A tattoo on your heart. On YOUR heart. It's some true love craze
in the UK going on. I don't know about you, but I would get this done...when I'm dead!

Yes, speaking of. After searching the F.A.Q.'s that subject was never brought up, so I sent in a question asking such. I got a response back telling me they're booked and will contact me to set up an apppointment.

What the fuck.

Anyway, I like the concept. You should too!

True Love Tattoos

Letters Of Interest - 11/24

| Monday, November 24, 2008

Dear Pea,

I am finally happy without you.

Love,
Carrot

Letters Of Interest - 11/20

| Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Dear Pea,

I'll be burning Diablo 2 sometime soon. Along with your hair and your picture. The only ONE I have of you. The only things that link back to you. As well as Sully, he will have to go too. You should find it honoring that my last memories of you will be engulfed in flames.

Love,
Carrot

Letters Of Interest - 11/17 Pt. 2

| Monday, November 17, 2008

Dear Pea,

I guess call it a preference. I thought it was something personal. Well, my guy lets me do it to him now, whenever he sees it fit. Pretty much everytime.

I was just trying to help.

Love,
Carrot

Jacob's Ladder

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That...surprisingly was a great movie. I mean I have seen it, when I was 9 or something. I never fully understood it. All I remembered is Tim Robins' girlfriend (Elizabeth Peña) being raped in the ass by a monster.

Great movie though.

Letters Of Interest - 11/17

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Dear Pea,

I really didn't think much of you while I watched you sleep. You are the only person I know who talked in theirs. I'm glad I only got to see that once.

Love,
Carrot

Letters Of Interest - 11/15

| Saturday, November 15, 2008

Dear Pea,

What exactly is a "Nigger Beater"? I zoned out during that tutorial you gave Him and That Guy. But I took the ackward stares as a sign that it was an interesting story. I do hope one day I'll hear it again one day.

Love,
Carrot

Letters Of Interest - 11/14 Pt. 2

| Friday, November 14, 2008

Dear Pea,

I saved you that seat regardless if I knew you were coming or not.

Love,
Carrot

Letters Of Interest - 11/14

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Dear Pea,

Pretty lame huh? Yea you'd be calling me a loser, dumbass, and all of the other names you called me when I knew you. It's interesting to look back on all of this and never recall one nice word. Or any words at all that were nice. I have told you I loved you, I surley remember that. And calling you an asshole in the same breath. Such love.

Love,
Carrot

Letters Of Interest - 11/13

| Thursday, November 13, 2008

Dear Pea,

How do I begin? I haven't spoken to you in months, it's felt like years. I can't even remember what our last words were. If they were good, or bad. All I remember is since then I've hated you so much that I'd wish nothing but misery for you.

But I suffered that misery instead and I want to share it with you.

Come, join me.

Love,
Carrot

It's been some time

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Hello my friends! I know I've left my thousands of fans without a word since....sometime in 2007. I have been busy though. Most of that did involve movies and some didn't.

Ok, I just got lazy. And super busy with work. You understand right? Anyway I will be back at it with more doozies. But for now I will post an oldie. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you - Happy Feet.


(I regret nothing)



- Posted on Myspace...thousands of years ago before Sigourney Weaver

"I'm in the middle of "Happy Feet", so far it's a very musical and sweet movie personifying these animals of the natural cold.

To get a mate apparently you have to sing the song that is from your heart. The main character (Mumble) was dropped on in his egg (this is equivalent to a mother doing drugs, riding a horse, or being punched in the stomach).

Once he was born, he couldn't sing. But he could dance, and that's like having the tard in the pack. He was obviously an outcast not only by his inability to sing, but as a fully grown adult he was under-developed.

The elder non-flying ducks thinks he was an abomination from God, and they're also racist lol. Of course kids won't see this because the movie is riddled with music.

Anyway, the movie leads to him finding "aliens" or fisherman, to have something to prove when he goes back home. Since I'm in the middle of the movie, i'm not going to give the ending away, I am not that big of a cock fag. "