The Countdown To My Death - 46 |
Well kids it's been fun. But I feel like I must move on. Thanks for reading. I hope you all do find your nitch in life, because I've gotta tell you folks, without it things can get a little scary. Bel...
Posted by bone on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 11:49:00 PST |
The Countdown To My Death - 45 |
Happy Christmas you bastards. Bastards is what I will now call the readers of this blog. Bastards I have not setout to entertain by writing these and yet have reguardless. Bastards whom have gone out ...
Posted by bone on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 11:10:00 PST |
The Countdown To My Death - 44 |
My life is almost entirely motivated by desperation. Desperate for a break in my mental state last night I took mushrooms and tripped out. Everyone knows about my day dreams and imaginary friends and ...
Posted by bone on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 08:44:00 PST |
The Countdown To My Death - 43 |
There was this one guy I knew about 8-years-ago. He was a friend of Walter and Mick and they use to call him a mega-mod. Now mods eventually evolved in to hipsters. I've often been yelled at for using...
Posted by bone on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 11:57:00 PST |
The Countdown to My Death - 42 |
I've made alot of mistakes and I'm not even close to stopping. A mistake isn't always a regret. Nor is it always a learning experience. Life isn't like a roleplaying game where you can plot out how yo...
Posted by bone on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 07:20:00 PST |
The Countdown To My Death - 41 |
Many years ago I was give a novalty wall poster that reads; "I've beenbeaten, kicked, lied to, cussed at, swindled, taken advantage of and laughed at,butthe only reason I hang around this crazy place ...
Posted by bone on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 04:42:00 PST |
The Countdown To My Death - 40 |
She walks with a graceful but bouncy soft-step unlike my Matilda-like swagger. She writes to me when far away to tell me her thoughts and ideas and not brag about the things she's doing or places she'...
Posted by bone on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 12:45:00 PST |
The Countdown To My Death -39 |
Two more weeks and my house won't be left open anymore and you won't be able to enter with out using the hosue key once more. People will have to once again go to the front door politely and ring the ...
Posted by bone on Mon, 03 Sep 2007 02:12:00 PST |
The Countdown To My Death - 38 |
Before I do infact snuff it, I'd like to let you spying bastards in on who I am. I am called Boney, for the simple fact that I am not fat. And to add to this I must say that I am against fat people. I...
Posted by bone on Mon, 03 Sep 2007 06:46:00 PST |
The countdown To My Death - 37 |
There's no reason why you shouldn't be home, in bed and crying under the covers every momment of your life. You're wrong about everything. your family told me that they only pretend to lvoe you. And I...
Posted by bone on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 07:32:00 PST |
