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About Me

Oh you know me. Looking for love and freindship where ever I can. Trying to stay above all the petty shit. Never taking myself to seriously. Trying to look for the things a stranger and I have in common instead of looking for differances. After all, a stranger is a friend you just havent met yet. Day dreaming of swinging onto a boat and rescuing one of the many beautiful girls way out of my leauge that I fall in love with every day from pirates. I'm a wicked old fashion romantic at heart. I'm a mega nerd trapped in an adorable cool guys body. (nah I'm not really that vain, but can you imagine if I was? It would suck right?) I dont like asian food and used damp towels after showers or the feeling of seaweed wrapped around your leg! My friends mean the world to me. They are the cheese to my mac. The rice to my roni. With them I am most loved and love the most. I like all types of people, except for rude, mean, ignorant, or those that cant just go with the flow. If you cant relax you cant chilax with Pants. So if anyone needs a hug, shoulder, ear, friend, new friend, old friend, night out, night in, drinking buddy, smoking buddy or is just plain board, give a shout to ol'Jesse Pants and I'll do what ever I can to help!

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I ANT YOUR PIMP MACY’S

Fuck Macy's in its big red asshole! I ant no pusher! If anyone got that stupid shit they plaster my face onto with the gift card I'm sorry. I dont know how they did that, or how its legal for that mat...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 21:05:00 GMT

Feeling like a fuck up.

"Regret is an appalling waste of time. You cannot build on regret, it was only ment to be wallowed in." This seems to be the words of wisdom for me this week. I've told this several times to several d...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 19:37:00 GMT

Questions about memories. (Please read.)

I was up late the other night. Late enough to get to that point where your mind makes one last desperate attempt to fire off random thoughts as fast as it can before your body fizzles out and you pass...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Dec 2006 19:22:00 GMT

An old rap

This was a rap I wrote when my little brother was living at home. He was obsessed with getting a gun at the time because he honestly felt that our neigborhood was that bad. It real isnt. But he had a ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 10:17:00 GMT