this is the title of my livejournal

Writer's Block: Know Thyself

Sat, 14 Mar 2009 18:43:28 GMT

What habit of your own annoys other people? Have you ever tried to change it?

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Everything. Everyone hates every habit of mine. And no I don't try to change it. Fuck you!

Shit

Tue, 23 Dec 2008 03:58:31 GMT

I'm bored.

Someone entertain me.

Questions from Marco!!!

Tue, 16 Dec 2008 22:51:16 GMT

1. Where would you like to be right now? A spa. I want to get pampered! This girl doesn't get that kind of lovin' enough.

2. Do you remember when you first started using such colorful language? I think my first word was fuck! Seriously though, I don't remember. As far back as I can remember my mother was using it, so I guess I was too.

3. Was there anything about Cherry Hollow that you liked? Ron Becker.

4. Have you ever had any broken bones or anything you needed to be hospitalized for? I broke my arm when I was a kid climbing a tree in the park. I've been hospitalized for other shit too.

5. What's the deal with your hair changing colors all the time? It keeps life interesting. I dunno, usually when I get bored or I want to change the way my life is going, I just change my hair and everything else follows suit.

Ba-rock me!

Tue, 11 Nov 2008 06:15:09 GMT

At least our new president-elect is totally fuckable. I don't think I could do flabby old McCain. Maybe if I start sleeping with Barak my boyfriend will wake the fuck up and leave me.

guh

Sat, 18 Oct 2008 19:59:57 GMT

I haven't written in this damn thing for a long time, and I'll tell you why.

I screwed up. I got into a relationship with this guy, Tim. Relationships are pretty much a no-no with me, 'cause... well, I'm just not that kind of girl. But anyway, this guy, Tim, I was seeing him around a lot. I've been working at Borders, which has been a feet in itself. They made my dye my hair what they called "reasonable" color, which I decided would be red, but it came out more like strawberry blonde. My manager is named Jim, and he's a bit of a fag, but I guess he's okay in the end. It makes my job kind of frustrating though.

Anyway, this guy, Tim, he kept coming in looking for these books about famous people... Shakespeare and Kings and shit like that. But he was coming in like, every other day for a month. He only bought one or two of them, but he'd just sit there reading all day and eating those cinnamon cookies that they sell in the cafe. I'm fucking addicted to them.

Anyway, at the end of the month I'm about to blow up at this kid. So I went up to him one day and I'm like "What are you doing, stalking me?!" or something like that and he said, "Well I guess you could call it that." I asked him if he wanted to fuck me or what. I guess I'm really lucky Jim didn't find out about that or I would've been fired. But anyway, Tim said he'd rather take me out for a drink first. So I went out for a drink with him at this little, hokey bar, and like, I figured we'd have a few and go back to his place and fuck. But we didn't... and he just kept talking to me and telling me how pretty and amazing I was or something like that, he'd never met someone like me before. I guess it was kind of nice to hear. But anyway, at the end of the night, he paid the tab and drove me home, just like that. Not even a kiss on the way out.

And then the next day he like... showed up at Borders again!!! But he just got a cookie and a latte and sat there watching me all day. It was weird. And then we went out a few days later again. It was soooooo frustrating, I didn't know how to handle this guy. Anyway, eventually we slept together, and that was that.

But then he wanted a relationship. And now we're in a relationship. And I can't get out.

Fuck. This is so just not my thing. And he's so fucking nice. What the fuck am I supposed to do about this?

FUCK YEAH

Tue, 23 Sep 2008 02:44:27 GMT

Your result for The Sexual HELL Test...

HELL LEVEL 3

Raw score: 95%

There's a special place in Hell for you: the basement penthouse. You scored the nastiest possible score on the Sexual Hell Test. You have no sexual restraint whatsoever. You'll take pleasure however you can get it, and my guess is you get it a lot. If for some reason you don't right now, you will soon, as people in your category only tend to spiral down ever deeper into the abyss of carnality and delicious sin. Congratulations.

I, personally, think that this category is the best. Paradoxically enough, sexual liberation and indulgence can only bring you closer to purity.

AVOID: all but level 3 hellions like yourself. You wouldn't want to ruin anyone, now would you?

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Writer's Block: Over-the-Top Metaphors

Thu, 18 Sep 2008 04:43:50 GMT

Detective stories are stereotypically full of over-the-top metaphors: "The villain's hand stroked the cat the way his sins stroked his black soul. His voice, rough as the city's nighttime streets and twice as terrifying, barked orders to his lackeys. They scattered like parents who just realized they forgot to pick up a child from school." Write a short scene using some of your own extreme metaphors and similes.

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Once upon a time there was a girl with eyes like fucking diamonds. They shined so fucking bright that when people looked into her goddamn eyes their souls were fucking obliterated like when marshmallows catch on fire when you only wanted them to be toasty brown and then they just burn right the fuck up like on cartoons when they get struck with lightning. Nothing left but ashes left. GOD MY LIFE IS SO FUCKING BORING.

Please. Someone come get high with me. Or drink with me. Or fuck me in the ass.

I need to get the fuck out of connecticut.

BITCH PLEASE

Tue, 16 Sep 2008 16:38:05 GMT

What.
the FUCK?!

I need to get fucking laid.

GODDAMN

Wed, 30 Jul 2008 02:39:20 GMT

I don't have the fucking PATIENCE for this journal shit.

Except when I'm depressed. Then I want to just sit here and fucking write everything but then I just get bored and go watch TV or have some booze. The real world is so much better than the institutional life.

I tried to kill myself last month. Patrick didn't like that much. I would've gotten away with it too. I had it all fucking planned out. Except I couldn't find where he keeps the goddamn bullets... so I had to use other means, and they didn't work as fucking well.

Piss off.

Fuck you too!

Sun, 13 Jul 2008 11:48:23 GMT

FUCK

'bout time I got around to this shit

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 23:42:33 GMT

The Letter A
Are you available?: i'm always available
What is your age?: 24
What annoys you?: people that think they can control me and tell me who i am when they don't know anything about me

The Letter B
Do you live in a big house?: No, I live in patrick's scrawny ass apartment
When is your birthday?: may 6. send me presents.
Who is your best friend?: ME

The Letter C is for CUNT!
What's your favorite candy?: saltwater taffy
Who's your crush?: guys with sexy abs
When was the last time you cried?: none of your damn business

The Letter D
Do you daydream?: when i'm bored
What's your favorite kind of dog?: whatever
What day of the week is it?: sunday

The Letter E
How do you like your eggs?: runny
Have you ever been in the emergency room?: a bunch
What's the easiest thing ever to do?: fuck people

The Letter F
Have you ever flown in a plane?: no
Do you use fly swatters?: whatever
Have you ever used a foghorn?: what kind of fucking question is that?

The Letter G
Do you chew gum?: constantly
Are you a giver or a taker?: taker
Do you like gummy candies?: whatever

The Letter H
How are you?: bored out of my fucking mind
What color is your hair?: purple

The Letter I
What's your favorite ice cream?: whatever, as long as i can put chocolate syrup on it and it doesn't taste like shit
Have you ever ice skated?: no
Do you play an instrument?: no

The Letter J
What's your favorite jelly bean brand?: whatever
Do you wear jewelry?: all the time

The Letter K
Who do you want to kill?: lots of people
Do you want kids?: fuck that

The Letter L
Are you laid back?: whatever
Do you lie?: everyone lies

The Letter M
Whats your favorite movie?: i don't know
Do you still watch Disney movies?: no
Do you like mangos?: they taste like shit

The Letter N
Do you have a nickname?: Charley
What is your real name?: none of your damn business
Whats your favorite number?: who cares about numbers?
Do you prefer night over day?: i guess

The Letter O
What's your one wish?: i don't really make wishes
Are you an only child?: no, i have a half-brother

The Letter P
What one fear are you most paranoid about?: getting sent back to a mental insitution
What are your pet peeves?: obnoxious people, people that think they know how i think
What's a personality trait you look for in people?: not being assholes

The Letter Q
What's your favorite quote?: whatever
Are you quick to judge people?: of course

The Letter R
Do you think you're always right?: i AM always right
Are you one to cry?: whatever

The Letter S
Do you prefer sun or rain?: whatever
Do you like snow?: fuck snow. we didn't have snow in florida. i don't know why the fuck patrick wanted to move up here.
What's your favorite season?: the one that isn't winter

The Letter T
What time is it?: time for this shit to be over
What time did you wake up?: 1 pm
When was the last time you slept in a tent?: never

The Letter U
Are you wearing underwear?: yes
Underwear or boxers?: whatever

The Letter V
What's the worst veggie?: all of them
Where do you want to go on vacation?: paris

The Letter W
What's your worst habit?: spending too much money
Where do you live?: Woodbridge
What's your worst fear?: being bored with life

The Letter X
Have you ever had an x-ray?: yeah
Have you seen the x-games?: what the fuck is xgames?
Do you own a xylophone?: whatever

The Letter Y
Do you like the color yellow?: whatever
What's one thing you yearn for?: a hard, long cock

The Letter Z
Whats your zodiac sign?: taurus or something
Do you believe in the zodiac?: no
Favorite zoo animal?: dolphins

what. the. FUCK!?

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 14:03:11 GMT

Just when you think you're fuckin free and clear the big ugly past raises it's head and says FUCKING HELLO CHARLEY! HOW THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN!?

Writer's Block: Cereal: By the People, For the People

Fri, 06 Jun 2008 02:49:01 GMT

If you made up your own cereal, what would it consist of, and what would you call it?

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Snap, Crack, and Poppy. What do you think is in it?

Writer's Block: Makeover!

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:51:17 GMT

If you had the chance to go crazy and completely overhaul your appearance, what would you do?

Or:

Recount a remarkable incident involving insects.

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I died my hair purple yesterday.

My Super Sweet 16

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 01:06:44 GMT

WHO THE FUCK CAME UP WITH THIS SHOW?!

JESUS FUCKING H. CHRIST!

HORRIBLE UNGRATEFUL SLUTTY BITCHES!!!!!!

FUck

Sun, 01 Jun 2008 14:08:40 GMT

My whole fucking weekend was shitty. Patrick came and got me. I haven't even been able to pick up my body and sit on a fucking computer. I'm going back to the couch. All I ever do anymore is watch reality fucking TV.

Stuck

Mon, 26 May 2008 16:20:00 GMT

I made it to California. I up and left one day. I took a bag of clothes and my purse and that is really it. I had Patrick's credit card. I bought a one-way plane ticket. I got out here. I found a hotel. It was great... I had fun. Went to some clubs, got drunk, hooked up with a few guys. I'm buy myself, I was fucking lonely...

Then fucking Patrick canceled the credit card. He was being pissy 'cause I took it without asking him first or something... Now I'm stranded in the hotel. I am probably going to get kicked out because I'm not paying (unless Patrick talked to the head dude or something). I have to wait until he comes out here to "get" me. Whatever.

I haven't been able to move... I've been just laying in my hotel room crying. I'm so pissed. Patrick's such an ass. Why does he hate me so much? Why does this always happen? I don't want to live anymore. I'm tired of all this shit.

Happy fuckin BIRTHDAY

Fri, 09 May 2008 01:10:22 GMT

I didn't go to work yesterday, 'cause I was hungover. I didn't go today 'cause I didn't feel like it. Guess what?!

I GOT FUCKIN FIRED. =D

California here I come!

Hey Nevan! Did we fuck on my birthday? I can't remember, I was fuckin wasted.

BUY ME SOMETHING

Tue, 06 May 2008 04:14:00 GMT

It's my goddamned BIRTHDAY BITCHES

Start celebrating now.

Hahahahaha I am so NOT going to work tomorrow. or the day after. I'm gonna be so hung over.

All work and no play makes Charley a PISSED OFF BITCH

Mon, 05 May 2008 19:30:40 GMT

I fuckin' called out of work today. Patrick's so pissed at me. Maybe if he hadn't KEPT ME UP ALL NIGHT WITH HIS MOANING while he fucked his girlfriend (probably in the ass!) then I would not be so goddamned tired and I could've gone to work today!

He wants me to help pay the bills. Hahahahahaha. Do you have any fucking clue how much money that kid makes compared to me?! Fuck you, Patrick.

Fuck

Mon, 05 May 2008 05:08:00 GMT

This thing isn't curing my boredom like I hoped it would!

And Patrick has some stupid bitch over from work. Fucking hell. How come he's allowed to hook up and I'm not?!

Mon, 05 May 2008 04:13:17 GMT

I need some fucking icons.

This is too much fucking work!

My mood theme is fucking hilarious though!

HOLY FUCK

Mon, 05 May 2008 03:54:21 GMT

How do I make this place stop sending me fucking annoying emails every time one of you bitches does something?!

BITE ME

Mon, 05 May 2008 03:43:04 GMT

That's right bitches, I've got a fucking LIVEJOURNAL for all the times I get emo so I can bitch and moan in public!!!

Who would've thought! The outside world is just as fucking boring as the inside world, except I can smoke and get drunk whenever I want, and I don't have to sneak around to have sex. Christ on a fucking cracker! But other than that, I'm pretty fucking bored all the time.

Patrick got me a job! Hahahaha. I fucking hate it. I'm not a very good waitress, I give myself about a month before I get fired/quit. Then I'm leaving his ass behind and moving to fucking CALIFORNIA BABY.

My birthday is on Tuesday. Got that???? You'd better buy me something pretty, or else.