jaskuwe

speaking out

2006-10-07T02:51:45Z

Soooo hott right.

speaking out

2006-10-07T02:49:50Z

I was just thinking I kind of want to change my name to Tawny. Tawny Peaks. I feel that my name needs to be anglocized at this juncture so I can be taken seriously as a buddhist.

I am also hoping to pursue a career as a porn star, obvs.

jaskuwe @ 2006-10-07T22:46:00

2006-10-07T02:46:54Z

man gays ime sry i gots tah get high and jackit

see yall after i blow a load

speaking out

2006-10-07T02:45:21Z

The phone slips from a loose grip
Words were missed then, some apology
I didn’t want to tell you this
No, it’s just some guy she's been hanging out with
I don’t know, the past couple weeks I guess
Well, thank you and hang up the phone
Let the funeral start
Hear the casket close
Let’s pin split-black ribbon to your overcoat
Well, laughter pours from under doors
In this house, I don’t understand that sound no more
It seems artificial, like a T.V. set

Well, haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh
This weight it must be satisfied
You offer only one reply
You know not what you do
But you tear and tear your hair from roots
From that same head you have twice removed now
A lock of hair you said would prove
Our love would never die
Well ha ha ha

I remember everything
The words we spoke on freezing South Street
And all those mornings watching you get ready for school
You combed your hair inside that mirror
The one you painted blue and glued with jewelry tears
Something about those bright colors
would always make you feel better
But now we speak with ruined tongues
And the words we say aren’t meant for anyone
It’s just a mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintance
But there was once you

You said you hate my suffering
And you understood
And you’d take care of me
You'd always be there
Well where are you now?

Haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh
The plans were never finalized
But left to hang like yarn and twine
Dangling before my eyes
As you tear and tear your hair from roots
From that same head you have twice removed now
A lock of hair you said would prove
Our love would never die

And I sing and sing of awful things
The pleasure that my sadness brings
As my fingers press onto the strings
In yet another clumsy chord
Haligh, haligh, an awful lie
This weight will now be satisfied
I'm gonna give you only one reply
I know not who I am

But I talk in the mirror
To the stranger that appears
Our conversations are circles
Always one sided
Nothing is clear

Except we keep coming back
To this meaning that I lack
He says the choices were given
Now you must live them
Or just not live
But do you want that?

speaking out

2006-10-07T02:42:26Z

My name is Jason

I have taken up a career in contracting mad porn slutz and have since contracted mad herpez

It's a lot of fun. I do a roasty jack which is where i hold a lighter to my ballz and try to jack it before I burn to death lololol

I always win teh roasty jack game because its hard to burnzzzz

love me read me hold me

2006-05-14T02:53:00Z

Hey hey, it's Jason, now a member of the delicious livejournal community. Unfortunately, the screenname "Dixie_normus" was taken, so I've fallen back on an old staple. I stopped blogging about a month ago, and since then random thoughts have been piling up in my brain, kind of like a stroke, but not as deadly. So, until I start up my "blog" again, this will be an... unloading platform, if you will.

Well, it's getting late, so I'll be off.

Or, convsersely, I haven't played video games all day, so I'll be off.