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nasty useless reminds me of my past a past i missed out on that i’ll never get back cant go no friends all alone, just loud. a nusence. maybe they were fun once. i dont remember.

Posted By Jamie On 08.23.2009 @ 6:35 pm

The gym is a place where I am constanly goaded to change myself. Why go somewhere wher everyone wants you to be different?

Posted By jamie On 08.22.2009 @ 4:22 pm

i look through the photo album nd think about all the good times i’ve had. all the smiling faces and laughs, it was just nice to know that we were having a good time. as i look back at the past times, and think of all the giggles and the tears, i cant help but wonder if things could be different

Posted By Jamie On 08.13.2009 @ 7:39 pm

cold easy dogs life

Posted By jamie On 08.12.2009 @ 12:56 pm

blasting through the radio is a bouncy song as i doodle hearts on my notebook. i look out the window and think about how the music flies through the sky like a song bird, bringing forth the message of harmony. i grin and look back on my pointless drawings as the song comes to a close

Posted By Jamie On 08.11.2009 @ 11:09 am

geese are fluffy and angry. i am usually just angry. they honk their conks quite loudly and like to chase after me in the park. i much prefer ducks. ducks are cute and quack and are relatively harmless. i do enjoy the ducks. i want a pond for them to live on and for them to prosper but i never want a goose there. not even if it can lay golden eggs.

Posted By Jamie On 08.08.2009 @ 9:44 pm

geese releasing their poop all over the pond side stinking the place up. It’s unsitely yet will still go to feed the geese. Nature does funny things to people’s way of thinking.

Posted By Jamie On 08.08.2009 @ 8:34 pm

as i walk through the sage brush i fell the scraggly pine up against my knees it brushes it brushed as though it were carressing a lover, roughly though. i looked to the sky and the clouds look as though brushed on by a bamboo leaves

Posted By jamie On 08.07.2009 @ 9:32 pm

I am a true tv slave, all I think of when I see the word idol is… American Idol. How terrible is it when a word that should inspire people actually makes them more media driven.

Posted By jamie On 08.07.2009 @ 5:28 am

like how you feel after someone breaks your heart. how your heart literally collapses. what i’m scared of happening to my life. so many fears. collapse and die. house collapses on top of me. job collapses.

Posted By Jamie On 08.04.2009 @ 11:18 pm

hot sticky skin. sweaty and disgusting. dont touch me. drinking the air.

Posted By Jamie On 08.04.2009 @ 11:21 am

show saw so hall sall low las los has how lows

Posted By jamie On 07.29.2009 @ 4:41 pm

money, phrase, penny, nickel, dime, geld, flip, scratch off tickets, change, gold,

Posted By Jamie On 07.20.2009 @ 6:20 am

When the whales surface and the math teacher goes on and on about isosoceles triangles until the spittle untangles from his lips, then I account it’s high time to get to sea.

Posted By jamie On 07.14.2009 @ 11:14 am

I am lazy, most of the time I do not want to do anything. I sit around like a bump on a log, somewhat like today, like right now. I have no desire to change the world, but I do have a desire to change. Will this change me, no, because I am lazy

Posted By Jamie On 07.13.2009 @ 6:25 pm

All I knew you never knew you had a pulse until you pressed. All I knew the quiet between could be the sea. I knew to bleed when I turned the page too fast.

Posted By jamie On 07.12.2009 @ 6:56 pm

sometimes i feel like we all have a little class in us. i burp in public & i don’t care if i fart i just hide it (i’m a girl haha) but i cross my legs. either way sometimes i like things better classic. the boy always has to make the first move. & music is much prettier in the classic.

Posted By Jamie On 03.04.2009 @ 8:46 pm

Books can be classics, but no-body ever seems to know just why they’re classics. If you ask a teacher, they’ll say “You have to read this book because it’s a classic” or “It’s good because it’s a classic.” I thought it was supposed to be a classic BECAUSE it was good.

Posted By jamie On 03.04.2009 @ 6:58 am

did you really think that its all a normality to think that everyone has to be on one mental vibe? i could almost imagine, what IF everyone was thinking same? the only good thing might have been a eutopian imagination of a communistic buerocrat

Posted By jamie On 02.20.2009 @ 9:25 pm

It’s a bother when the roof of your mouth gets sticky with peanut butter. You have to go scraping it with your tongue and end up making a lot of funny faces. It’s a very sensitive part of your mouth and your tongue has to do some pretty wild contortions to scrape peanut butter off it.

Posted By jamie On 04.20.2009 @ 2:04 pm

i wish i had a passport then i would be able to go fun places…im jealous of people who get to travel they seem to have so much fun i would like to go back packing across europe one day it seems like it would be an amazing adventure mabey stop in at germany and have a little fun with me peers wow this has really got me going now i think im going to go get a passport

Posted By jamie On 04.16.2009 @ 3:58 pm

knock on the door and you’ll never, ever know what to expect from the otherside of the door. Knock and it’s a signal that I want permission to come in, why do I have to answer the door. If I wanted you…..

Posted By Jamie On 04.15.2009 @ 1:23 pm

knock knock said the little boy. who’s there? I asked. I don’t recall the answer because I was taken with his fits of giggles. he was practically rolling around on the floor.

Posted By jamie On 04.15.2009 @ 5:27 am

on heaven’s door. knock me up and then don’t go knockin down these walls. who’s there? clock, flock, pock, mock, cock, tock, bock, bach, lock, walk, talk, hawk, bawk, dock.

Posted By jamie On 04.14.2009 @ 11:25 pm

I am super disconnected lately, I feel like such a masked being. Someone unreal, but not in a way to deceive people, in the way that I’m lost again. I’ve lost myself and what I like to do, who I am. I’ve lost a lot of energy lately. I guess I should refigure it out. Here we go again, making me feel like I should be in an insane asylum.

Posted By Jamie On 04.14.2009 @ 1:24 am

disconnection and love. people fall apart… such a sad word, yet it opens so many doors and ideas and windows and hearts. how can it even have the word “connect” in itself.

Posted By jamie On 04.13.2009 @ 11:15 pm

shade is always nice in the summer. I like it nice but not in the direct sun. Skin cancer runs rapid you know. The shade is cool and shades are cooler. I think it’s time for some new sunglasses.

Posted By jamie On 04.11.2009 @ 7:26 pm

I hang up my clothes on hangers. In fact, I usually keep a huge supply in my closet. I am a hanger hogger. Hogs are pigs. Pigs make bacon. Oh man do I love bacon. Oh and Jim Gaffigan did something on bacon on King Baby that came on a few Sundays ago. It was really funny. He’s really funny. Hot pocket ftw.

Posted By Jamie On 04.05.2009 @ 9:18 pm

You can get suspended from school. We are all suspended in space and time. Suspended in one place on earth. All humanity suspended in the vastness of space. Suspend the time clock make it stop counting. Suspend all thought and just be. Suspend conciousness.

Posted By Jamie On 11.19.2008 @ 7:46 pm

suspend is a word which makes you tyhink of space and

Posted By jamie On 11.17.2008 @ 2:54 pm