Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Chi's strata pie
my neck is killing me like no fucking other right now why? because the whole day since ive gotten home ive been making this pie i fucked it up rather badly the first time (so i ate it) but the second one is perfect and will remain in my fridge until i eaither go over to her house or she comes over to mine there is no fucking way im bringing something like this to school so instead ill give you a picture of what it looks like (or atleast the top).

alright peace!
love you chi,
chantz

alright peace!
love you chi,
chantz
Friday, February 03, 2006
POEM BITCHES
im gonna perice the air with screams
im gonna go out of my way to take your number down only to die a few minutes later
ill remember your name because ill write it in my blood from the deep gash in my throat
im gonna take the time out of my day to say hi to you because i know there wont be another time after today
ill go out of my way to rip my heart out and break it so you dont have to
ill remember what you look like so that when i slice my wrist open i can die with a smile on my bloodsplattered face.
im gonna go out of my way to take your number down only to die a few minutes later
ill remember your name because ill write it in my blood from the deep gash in my throat
im gonna take the time out of my day to say hi to you because i know there wont be another time after today
ill go out of my way to rip my heart out and break it so you dont have to
ill remember what you look like so that when i slice my wrist open i can die with a smile on my bloodsplattered face.
POEM BITCHES
I'm gonna perice the air with screams.
I'm gonna go out of my way to take your number down only to die a few minutes later.
I'll remember your name because I'll write it in my blood from the deep gash in my throat.
I'm gonna take the time out of my day to say hi to you because i know there wont be another time after today.
I'll go out of my way to rip my heart out and break it so you dont have to.
I'll remember what you look like so that when i slice my wrist open i can die with a smile on my bloodsplattered face.
I'm gonna go out of my way to take your number down only to die a few minutes later.
I'll remember your name because I'll write it in my blood from the deep gash in my throat.
I'm gonna take the time out of my day to say hi to you because i know there wont be another time after today.
I'll go out of my way to rip my heart out and break it so you dont have to.
I'll remember what you look like so that when i slice my wrist open i can die with a smile on my bloodsplattered face.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Who are you?

Pyczaboy! Very cool...
Who Are You in the 10K Commotion? (10 Questions to Find Your Inner 10K Star)
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