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(no subject) [Feb. 28th, 2006|07:56 pm]
i might need rehab

i wonder if anyone i know or used to date could help me find a good place to go??
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(no subject) [Feb. 28th, 2006|07:46 pm]
so...today was productive. im going to kill someone pretty soon.

working out constantly plus eric's new boxing game makes me really really mean.

i kinda feel bad for the next person who steps outta line.

also, there is no longer a large amount of toxins and alcohol streaming through my blood, so i feel like i am the most sharp and knowitall person out there.

back to my point. i hope someone fucks with me real soon. so i can rip off their head with my teeth and spit out their hair while gagging on their eyeballs cuz im too pussy to chew them.

die a slow motherfucking painful death, and i hope you get drilled by a motherfucking 747 on your way to heaven.

this honestly isnt directed at anyone in particular.

maybe ill just chew off my own head.
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my day has just been made [Feb. 26th, 2006|01:47 am]
[mood |cheerfulshare the love...and some STDs]

sorry claire...after what just happened downstairs im not in any mood to mess up anyone's life...i guess im a big pussy huh??
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(no subject) [Feb. 21st, 2006|09:48 pm]
"When i stand and contemplate my faith and see the path along which you have led me i reach for my end, for artless i surrendered to one who is my undoing and my end"

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Anyways...havent posted in a while...not that anyone noticed...but i feel like there may be some things that need to be discussed...

first of all...the short one is bringing you down in kind of a negitive way
second...penis size is sometimes associated with the attractiveness level of the female
and finally...'Of love and other demons' is a recomended reading in my book club

if you dont want to be in my book club...go watch some tv and weaken your vocabulary
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(no subject) [Feb. 11th, 2006|02:13 pm]
sliders?? who knew?? obviously the people in gladwin i guess
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(no subject) [Feb. 8th, 2006|02:45 am]
[mood |numbbad numb face...pffftt]

honestly, i feel inspired. I just read The Kite Runner, and i cried like a motherfucker for about the last 45 pages...it takes a long time to read 45 pages when you are balling. so i figure i have to be inspired right? when you love something let it go, right? then what are you left with? hate?? thats the other end of the spectrum right? but when you let something you love go, does the hate go with it?? are they a package deal?? who gives a shit. im going to construct a chart, with out using graph paper... here it is

life = anticipation
love = bond, forever, jealousy, stagnation
happiness = content
beauty = pain, perfection
loss = questions

that wsnt a chart. fucking do something with your life
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(no subject) [Feb. 2nd, 2006|12:50 am]
[music |matisyahu- king without a crown]

stripping away the layers
and reaveal your soul
youve got to give yourself up
and you become whole
youre a slave to yourself
and you dont even know


if your trying to stay high
youre bound to stay low
you want God
but you couldnt deflate your ego
youre already there
and theres nowhere to go
your cup is already full
and its bound to overflow
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(no subject) [Jan. 28th, 2006|03:14 am]
lalalalalallalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaa

lets see...nothing comes to mind
its hard to find
the right reason to stsy
but when its there
like shag carpet on your socks
you feel it
the point where its stops
is when you want it to
my green
to your blue
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life kills me [Jan. 16th, 2006|01:09 am]
you know, just when u think things are really starting to go your way, is right when God says "whoops" and tries to make your life challenging again. He was letting me slide for a little too long. Reality set in in a form only a few know about, and then it went away. what was funny, was the fact that i think it went away mentally before it went away in actuality. HUh? see what happened was, i had already came to grips with my problem and accepted it before i knew the full extent of its insignificance. crazy. i delt with it in my head, and later it all worked out in real life as well. im pretty sure God forgot about me again...
speaking of The Man Himself, i had a strange thing happen to me the other day. while at work, i had this conversation between myself, trz, and eric, and it picks up right after we had been talking about how good of a guy stoney is for about twenty minutes.

trz: yup, great guy.

me: seriously, i wish i was half as grateful as stoney, every time i leave the shop he asks me if i need anything left handed(pot or pot paraphernalia)i mean, talk about a good, considerate guy.. .

eric: nick, can i run a pie through the oven?? im low on insulin(typical eric by the way).

me: no dude i already shut the oven off.

eric: (says nothing but gave me the "please please please pretty please" face).

at that point, i realized that i was being challenged...by God. usially it never happens that fast, but it always does. I made i simple comment about wishing i could be half as generous as stoney, and a minute later, i get the chance to prove that i really wished i was half as generous as stoney, by turning the oven back on, waiting for it to heat back up, run the pizza through, then shut it back down and wait for it to cool. or i could have put it in the stone oven, which is about the same ammount of hassle. i decided to prove my statement by making eric a pizza(which i burnt because i hate the stone oven). and that is why i believe in God, because of little tiny things like that.
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wrongway... [Jan. 4th, 2006|12:10 am]
[mood |mellowmellow]

usually getting gas is no problem whatsoever...but today there was a problem. i get to the gas station and its full, so im like shit...now i have to go to the other gas station down the street, it was called wrongway...needless to say it was run down and old. i think it was over by central middle school somewhere..as i approached the pump in anticipation i was shocked to see a pre pay only sign. pre pay? in midland!? during the day!?! so i complied and attempted to pay inside. there was no attendant in sight, my first thought - what can i steal - then my mind began to wonder, where was the attendant? was there a robbery? are they in the can? what is going on here?? next thing i know im tackled full force, it came from the left side and knocked me into the 2 liters. shit, what the hell is going on here?? "get down!" yelled the attendant who had just tackled me.
i got down. i stayed down. i didnt look up.
next thing i know i wake up...hours, days, maybe months had passed, the sky was the darkest shade of red, without turning maroon, i have ever seen.


to be cont.
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