so now i'm gonna clean out my car...didn't i just do that?

and then my mom rubbed my back and said "there."

it occurred to me today that nobody has deliberately touched me since the early hours of april 28th.

that's not the best realization that one can come to.
she loves me though.
and that's a plus.

million thoughts? dude, i said one. it doesn't even matter.

chuck, what the bidnit? you comin to rockford or what? probably not, foo. me and mark will just have to go ourselves, and listen to metal on the way there, and maybe even the red hot chili peppers, haha.

so, that quote from moulin rouge... BURN IT!

whatever.

1 Timothy 5:20:
"Those who sin are to be rebuked publicly, so that the others may take warning."

and that's...the end.

so what the heck makes jumpsuits so cool?

this just in, i added 6 hidden links, have fun.

in addition to chuck's last post... "target=k", only i use that code, because there's no possible use for the letter "k" in html, so... yeah, i don't feel like finishing this sentence. who cares.

i shot myself in the eye with hair spray this morning.
not on purpose, but it did suck.

sent a thief an email this morning.
we're all friends here, you only need to ask for help...
stealing is not a good way to get "in."

i'm really ticked about this.
i love to help people out with website things...
people only need to ask.

stealing html is not nice, so nobody do it...you will be found, and i won't be happy.

if i told anyone what i was thinking, would it be selfish, and would my words not be out of love? what i'm thinking tears away at all that i've held close. i don't want to fade, but i really have no choice. it's not up to me, and she choses someone else.

today I awoke at 6.30 to the voice of a friend...and after that i gave some time to God- I read philippians and then fell back asleep. Something stuck out in what i read, another command to be something more:

philippians 4:8b
"Fix your thoughts on what is true and honorable and right. Think about things that are pure and lovely and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise."

i said a few weeks ago that i was tired of who i was, that i was sick of being this guy, that i wanted to change. the time has come, His will be done.
God's up to something in me.

i feel like writing something, somewhere. i'm afraid, for something i can't control, to ruin everything. so what if it's only for a while, and forever's a long time. this is what i can see. and it sucks big time.

do you realize what i feel. do you even care anymore. i'll fade. i'll fade away.

maybe i'll shave my head.

this just in.... futureman destroys the world in 2045 not 2044, due to circumstances beyond his control... sorry for the delay.

if i recall the last two birthdays i've had have been spent with girls. that's quite strange, cause every year before that, that would have never have happened. i don't even know if i knew any girls before that. i was (still am) a total loser. well, no more birthdays for me. i'm 17, and i'm gonna be 17 for a while. A WHILE. so, that means when my birthday comes up everyone has to forget it. it shouldn't be hard. i mean, De didn't know when it is. in fact, i can't even think of one person who remembers when my birthday is. screw this man. i'm 17.

despite popular belief, people don't like it when you try to fake your own death.

so i guess 19 is the year i become a man. heck, it might even be this summer...i feel pressure. divine influence.

psalm 101.