brandon's Journal

2:49pm: god jamnit, it's always fucking something. i wish i lived in a fucking hotel.

6:43pm: i need some sculpey, damnit

12:39pm: i don't want to be a douchebag anymore

1:02pm: soldier gets 110 years for iraq killings
http://news.aol.com/story/_a/soldier-gets-110-years-for-iraq-killings/20070804005009990001

it's seriously about time these pieces of shit were brought to justice.
4 american soldiers plotted, and executed the rape of slaughter of her family. did the news report on this as it happened? no, they reported on what happened as a result of the atrocity, 2 soldiers being kidnapped and dismembered. i'm fucking tired of media spin, i'm tired of this current cabinet, i'm tired of being taken advantage of by people who are supposed to look out for our best interests. do something honest bitches

12:13pm: Comment and I shall:
1 - Tell you why I friended you
2 - Associate you with something. A fandom, a song, a rock, a colour, a piece of fruit. SOMETHING.
3 - Tell you something I like about you because you guys ROCK!
4 - Tell you a memory I have of you.
5 - Associate you with a character/pairing.
6 - Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
7 - Tell you my favorite user pic(s) of yours.
8 - Tell you that you must spread this disease in your LJ.

3:03am: 'Instead of just doing as others expect, try shifting your attention away from them and toward yourself. If they are disappointed with you, let them work it out. You are not responsible for how anyone reacts to you. Still, when you focus on your own development, you will ultimately gain increased respect, even if you aren't seeking it"

7:34pm: i feel as though can't move on with my life until i feel your lips presssed against mine

5:53pm: i'm beginning to remember what it feels like to be normal.

it feels nice

9:34am: is that a dick move on my part? heh

4:31pm: shut up

2:37pm:

Haiku2 for nuetralxboost
and nothing is as is songs are opiates sleep is the burial ground
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5:46pm: i can't do this anymore

12:08pm: you wake up early and you live to regret

1:03am: man, some people can be such little bitches

1:57pm: "Uncalled-for aggression arouses the hatred of the civilian population..."

~Jean-Paul Sartre

2:33pm: " "
I used to know this girl
Who gave her love away
To every guy she met
And with all the games they played
She never seemed to cry
She never got upset
And one by one they came
And one by one they left
I thought that I could fix her
If she would let me in
But all of my advances
Were shut down in the end
When days turned into months
I begged her to explain
And this is what she sang

It's not like I'm a slut
Or that I really like to fuck
I just want every boy I see
To walk away with part of me
Until there's nothing left to hold
Until there's nothing left to hate
I appreciate your help
But even you can't save me from myself

I used to know this boy
Who took notes in a book
But he ripped out all the pages
Before I got a look
At all the words he scribbled
At all the lines he filled
But the ink stains on his fingers
Told me he was skilled
At capturing a feeling
That most of us just miss
The simple pain of living
With goodbyes on our lips
I found one of the pages
Crumpled by her bed
And this is how it read

It's not like I am weak
Or that I don't know how to leave
It's just that every time you cheat
You bring me closer to defeat

Until there's nothing left to love
Until there's nothing left to say
I know that you need help
But even I can't save you from yourself

10:56pm:

10:34pm:

4:40am: FF is on

9:41am:

Scorpio (10/23-11/21)

If you have been withholding your feelings instead of expressing your needs, it's time for a reality check. This could involve facing facts and being forced to let go of unrealistic ideas. Unfortunately, this may not be easy, for even if you know what you need to leave behind, you still can justify almost anything. Your feelings, not your sensible rational thoughts, are ruling your brain for the next couple of days.

12:51am: Hello brandon, your ideal job is burglar

3:50am: when the storm remains distant
we are heroes of complacency
pffed chest and swollen pride
we hate ourselves in ways
only the deepest love could recognize

when the storm remains distant
there is no such thing as us
there is only dollar and dynamite
gunpowder and a fiery god
the churches are filled with women and children
the men pray only in case of emergency
we worship a foreign truth
and only death stamp our passport

when the storm remains distant
there is no afterlife
most die unborn
most live unloved
disappointment takes on new names and costumes
the future is stillborn and disfigured
the womb becomes an airtight safe
darkness swallows darkness

when the storm remains distant
nothing is as is
songs are opiates
sleep is the burial ground of dreams
happiness is a lie
sex is where love is not

when the storm remains distant
we are unreminded and dare to forget
school is a fashion show
violence is comfort food
family is nothing
and nothing is real

2:10pm: "The test of courage comes when we are in the minority. The test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority."

10:02pm: Let's have a play date, at a park? no, how about the ol'abandoned weapons manufacturing plant?

2:49pm: "But recent history suggests that MSNBC makes programming decisions based more on politics than audience share. That was why Phil Donahue's MSNBC show was cancelled, even though it was the channel's highest-rated program at the time, averaging over 400,000 viewers when it was cancelled (New York Times, 2/26/03).

Internal MSNBC memos revealed that network management was worried that Donahue would be a "difficult public face for NBC in a time of war," because Donahue "seems to delight in presenting guests who are anti-war, anti-Bush and skeptical of the administration's motives"