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livin' like a disaster

This is not a mural. It's not a FUCKING goddamn mural, Kayla!!!

About Me


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Your kiss is... mysterious
Your hugs are... gentle
Your eyes... sparkle like the stars
Your touch is... irresistable
Your smell is... exotic
Your smile is... hypnotising
Your love is... eternal
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My Interests

I REALLY LIKE--art, magazines, animals, substances (cigarettes, cheap whiskey, java, etc.), being alone, kissing for hours, a beautiful voice, poetry, writing, singing while under the influence, video games, cologne that cost a $1.00 a bottle, my friends, vegetables, that lil' tingly feeling i get when one of my limbs goes to sleep, sleeping, photography, rain/snow, going to see a flick, candles/incense/oils, posters, music, cartoons/movies, adequate and comfortabe seating, getting away from it all, fortune cookies, people that don't judge, the smell of crayons/matches, my dog, finding things that infuriate me, looking and acting very stupid, flavored water, curry, Goodwill, hair that makes people mad, borrowing clothing and not returning it until someone asks for it back, my heart and probably yours, caring, making memories, rechargeable batteries, salted crackers, holding hands, you laying next to me, civil rights, weekends, girls, casual mischief with emotional attachment, boys, and this song by Percy Sledge called "Stop the World Tonight"I REALLY NO LIKE--death, bigotry, hypocrisy, hate, sunlight, popcorn, cds/dvds/video games that skip during play, suffering, reality tv, sunglasses that allow you to still view my eyes through the lens while i'm wearing them, guns, myself (at times), things that are in my way (walls, buildings, people, cars, etc.), idiots, obnoxious laughing, balancing my checkbook/managing my finances, physical labor, boxers without the button on the front, gold jewelry, being crowded, my body, the sound of my alarm clock buzzing, small wastebaskets that fill up in a day's time, arrogance, liars, unsweetened tea, mary tyler moore, feeling afraid or useless, zippers that stop working (particularly if it's on my favorite pair of jeans), the smell of lip balm, wasteful relationships, lint that hides itself in the crevices of my body (especially my belly button), small talk, letters without a return address, questions without answers, disposable razors (ouch), not sleeping, and the customer service lines at most department stores....I MISS--my grandfather, being a kid, faking sick so i could miss school to stay home all day and color, those sneakers with flashing lights (apparently they don't make them in my size anymore), part-time shaggin', high school, masturbating when it was fun (when it was fun!!!), writing utensils that work more than once...

I'd like to meet:

ghandi, kate beckinsale, charles bukowski, chobsky, palahniuk, etc.lovers. dreamers. nihilists. people that are not nihilists. writers/authors/poets. pandas and sloths. people who can cook. people who can't cook. muscians. snowmen/women. spiritualists. readers. painters/drawers. people who live. people who refuse to live. comedians. fellow sleepers. librarians. geeks. thinkers/intellectuals. people who don't think at all. a higher power. photographers. actors/actresses. ugly people. pretty people. philosophers. and, of course, you.

Music:

white stripes radiohead johnny cash deathcab for cutie artic monkeys the strokes marilyn manson the strokes afi patsy cline the used the moldy peaches regina spektor hank williams damien rice the beatles the pixies the killers my chemical romance system of a down janis joplin led zeppelin bjork imogen heap panic at the disco beck paper route save mccaulay the yeah yeah yeahs the von bondies fionna apple brand new the hives (and techno music when i'm druuunk) -I'll add more later

Movies:

before sunrise, before sunset (anything by richard linklater, i suppose), the nightmare before christmas, corpse bride, edward scissorhands, big fish (anything by tim burton, i suppose), quills, the rocky horror picture show, the royal tenenbaums, the life aquatic (anything by wes anderson, i suppose), jackie brown, kill bill, pulp fiction (anything by quentin tarantino, i suppose), house of flying daggers, hero (any of those crazy chinese/japanese films too, i suppose), and more to come...

Television:

ewww..hate it

Heroes:

my grandfather (papa), tofu, love, role-playing video games, flowers, willy wonka, laffy taffy and all my friends

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And here I am broke again. And I guess I could sing forever, but I would just end up acting/looking/sounding "retarded." Heh. None of that shit. I won't even listen to it. However, I WILL listen ...
Posted by livin' like a disaster on Tue, 21 Feb 2006 05:23:00 PST

The morning comes with color.

Save me from the desires of my heart. What do they know of allegiance? Cold water.  On the hand. Everytime that I see a "Save the Children" commercial on television, I end up not eating for a day...
Posted by livin' like a disaster on Sat, 21 Jan 2006 10:27:00 PST

What Is Your Secret Desire?

Matt, you often feel wronged by others. What you would like most is to show others what you have to offer. You're often angry at yourself for adapting more to other people's will than you should. But...
Posted by livin' like a disaster on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

(Burned) (Fried) (Cheese)

My mind rattles like a tin can. "What's that, Matt?" **Clunk** **Clunk** How annoying. Here it is. Monday. I'm in the restroom and I can't help but to think about anything except Kayla and her ...
Posted by livin' like a disaster on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

April 6th, 2005

I've never asked, "What do I want for myself?" And now that I birth the idea, I can't begin to stomach an answer. How am I to know what I want...to know what is right for me? Who knows these things...
Posted by livin' like a disaster on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST