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]]> ~syphylis its been http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/21213402/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/21213402/ Wed, 29 Oct 2008 07:35:10 PDT
]]> ~syphylis i love you less http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/13498249/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/13498249/ Tue, 26 Jun 2007 12:07:09 PDT
]]> ~syphylis dont let http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/13288707/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/13288707/ Sun, 10 Jun 2007 10:04:24 PDT fall in between
the crack of the bed and the
wall

]]> ~syphylis everybody is rocking http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/13074534/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/13074534/ Thu, 24 May 2007 10:29:19 PDT nowadays

i find this strangely
amusing

as in
it amuses me
strangely

]]> ~syphylis some say http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/12717349/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/12717349/ Tue, 24 Apr 2007 12:28:52 PDT and i think they're right

]]> ~syphylis i can http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/11646038/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/11646038/ Thu, 01 Feb 2007 10:43:32 PST
goddam

somebody fuck me

]]> ~syphylis every few days or so http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/10037249/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/10037249/ Mon, 11 Sep 2006 08:59:12 PDT stop
and think to myself, wonder for a moment. when did this get comfortable, when did holding an
automatic rifle
come as second nature and why does it feel so natural. how the hell did i get
here.
and where the fuck am i
going. ]]> ~syphylis if these walls could talk http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/9646390/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/9646390/ Tue, 08 Aug 2006 11:15:35 PDT

.

i'm obsessed with queens of the stone age ]]> ~syphylis i am nothing http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/8977620/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/8977620/ Mon, 05 Jun 2006 11:34:18 PDT so you can put me to your ear and actually hear
yesteryear's ocean
i was in shape then
a much better built body of water with infinite waves and fathomless depths
where you could have gone deep sea fishing for compliments
and caught plentiful schools of reassuring comments
now all you get is the boot
you fell for the bait and got hooked on what you thought i was
and now we're both struggling to win this tug of war
of the worlds
where we breathe the same air
its just done differently
now i'm trying to figure out ways to comfortably survive outside your element
compromising intelligence i dabbled in watered down thoughts that filtered in
from the mainstream
i am offering mind altering ideas to make the most quiet natured brain scream
from exposure to the types of things that
wont necessarily make you happier they'll just give you a greater range of emotions
and i can feel myself getting lured into deeper oceans of fantasyland
where people think they are as safe as cartoons simply because they speak in
bubbles
a sanitised safe haven where you can fake satan and have his face straightened
his new goal would be to de-throne poseidon and have neptune's place taken
they swashbuckled with their pitchforks while lucifer shit talks and rips farts of coral reefs
and they be like bitch walk!
from this
oversized aquarium that daddy kept cleanly to unhealthy degrees
writing suicide notes with invisible ink on transparencies and posting them
to the glass boundaries that surround the seas of change
strangely enough
while bringing back the real
i could sense intense resistance
so i had no other choice but to cut the line
i'm not saying you're overly naive i'm just saying you should get into the habit of checking to see
when strings are attached
fortunate for you i'm compassionate enough to throw back what i capture
if its underdeveloped it needs time to grow though
i'm remorseful of the pain i've caused you
and i want to kiss your lips better
i sympathize with the sorrow by stroking the scar of my own traumatic experience with my own
excommunicated tongue
see i know exactly what you mean when you say it hurts too much to talk i've been there
i dont plan on returning because no matter how much of a distance i kept or how long i waited
for my wounds to heal
they reopen with the slightest flashback
so i sued time for malpractice
that bastard's a hack with a rusty scalpel and barbed wire stitch thread
instead of seeing things clearly they're pitch red
and there's this glitch in my head
thats got me thinking contradictions it said
there are more fish in the sea
whether you hear me not or you listen to me
whether you listen to me or hear me not
there are more micro-organisms in my teardrop
but fear not
i would never sink as low as to make my ears
pop
i imagine now you only want to swim with members of your own league
and you dont need me
meddling sending sonar signals
high pitched notes
or cymbals
my voice is thrown far but ripples only cause when you cast stones
just shut and throw rocks if you live in fragile fairy
tales ]]> ~syphylis a cigarette http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/8698953/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/8698953/ Sun, 07 May 2006 09:30:36 PDT but i'm staring at her
tits ]]> ~syphylis googly moogly http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/8458624/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/8458624/ Thu, 13 Apr 2006 11:53:55 PDT
one more beer
i'll take you all on ]]> ~syphylis to know where youre going http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7980170/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7980170/ Thu, 23 Feb 2006 11:39:06 PST
recently i went over to my grandfather's to set him up with a computer and show him some shit and got to sitting outside smoking cigars, drinking beers and talking. i never really talked to him that much before about stuff, you know, you can learn a lot of good shit from old people.

he told me about having to search for food in garbage cans when he was young cause they were too poor. being a poor assed farmer in eastern europe. turns out my great-grandfather almost got beat to an inch of his life by nazi soldiers during ww2 and turned into a violent alcoholic.

my grandfather was a farmer, a police officer, a taxi driver, a paratrooper, a plumber, an electrician, a car mechanic. he told me about navigating minefields and getting shot at. showed me some scars from bullet holes.

turns out i come from a long line of military grunts and general crackpots.

old people are cool. ]]> ~syphylis and then it hits me http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7914395/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7914395/ Thu, 16 Feb 2006 09:02:31 PST is cause i've been travelling in circles
keeping myself busy ]]> ~syphylis firing a gun http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7535251/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7535251/ Sat, 07 Jan 2006 12:00:19 PST ~syphylis so apparently http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7175980/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7175980/ Tue, 29 Nov 2005 11:20:07 PST the idea
the premonition
to off myself
jump out my window
slit my wrists
(down the road not across the street)
hang myself
and so on
and somehow mess things up
they can
and will
try me in a court of law
for damaging
military property ]]> ~syphylis i have a gun http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7096209/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/7096209/ Sun, 20 Nov 2005 11:33:54 PST
i am a man ]]> ~syphylis man oh man http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/6980717/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/6980717/ Mon, 07 Nov 2005 12:28:18 PST
starting wednesday ]]> ~syphylis and i will http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/6608554/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/6608554/ Mon, 26 Sep 2005 14:37:21 PDT and i will throw them in the lake
and i will be
two steps
on the water ]]> ~syphylis when i die http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/6179672/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/6179672/ Tue, 09 Aug 2005 15:05:37 PDT in a cardboard box
and send it home ]]> ~syphylis under http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/6088569/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/6088569/ Sun, 31 Jul 2005 12:25:37 PDT i sold you
and you sold me

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i'm out ]]> ~syphylis there http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5910899/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5910899/ Tue, 12 Jul 2005 05:08:52 PDT in your angles

theres a
low moon
caught in your tangle ]]> ~syphylis twenty five days http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5847278/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5847278/ Tue, 05 Jul 2005 12:46:33 PDT
i'm not around here often, or at all. i have exams now, not that i'm putting a lot of work there though. this place just doesn't attract me too much anymore.

maybe i'll post a goodbye message before i leave on vacation. maybe i won't.

i might post pics here whenever i get access to a computer, though i don't think it'll be very often.

i might not be coming back here after the vacation.

bit of a long story i suppose.

maybe i will. maybe i wont.

i'm listening to broken social scene. ]]> ~syphylis fucking mornings http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5662635/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5662635/ Thu, 16 Jun 2005 05:04:29 PDT ~syphylis something http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5492672/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5492672/ Sun, 29 May 2005 11:47:36 PDT
afterwards, i walked away from her. when i looked back from the end of the street, she and the house seemed to have shrunk there in the darkness, to have become a peice of the desolation, like an empty beer can tossed beside the road. i crossed over and down, heading across a lot to where i parked, wishing i had not looked back.

but things sort of equal to equal things sort of being equal to each other, but it doesnt matter much now.

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collabs:

=merc1 here [link]
=mors3 here [link]
=mors3 and =merc1 here [link]

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your child is on fire ]]> ~syphylis spin http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5428892/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5428892/ Mon, 23 May 2005 03:41:55 PDT your little narcissistic
black circle
for no one will ever
love you
like you do

--

shit

there really are some insecure and emotionally feeble people in this world who just never grow up and realize the fucking sun does not revolve around their lame assed lack of selves

the twisted rule of karma is that they will wind up under a bus or naked and dead in the back of a senators limo with nipple tassles on

so i guess it all works out

days like today

i get tired of the wait ]]> ~syphylis you say http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5398583/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5398583/ Thu, 19 May 2005 04:58:27 PDT
i say fuck you ]]> ~syphylis sometimes http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5380449/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5380449/ Tue, 17 May 2005 07:04:46 PDT than i hate myself

but only sometimes

fuck women
girls
females

fuck them all

not in the good way

whatever fucking way that is ]]> ~syphylis maybe not http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5301699/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5301699/ Sun, 08 May 2005 11:35:41 PDT get fucking used to it
by now

misery
is a butterfly ]]> ~syphylis no i have nothing better to do http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5282262/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5282262/ Fri, 06 May 2005 07:08:10 PDT
in some sort of alphabetical order

a perfect circle - mer de norms
aesop rock - float
air - moon safari
alice in chains - ny unplugged live
amon tobin - solid steel live set
amon tobin - supermodified
aphex twin - richard d. james album
asian dub foundation - community music
at the drive in - relationship of command
beck - odelay
ben folds - ben folds live
ben folds five - rockin the suburbs
bjork - vespertine
blonde redhead - misery is a butterfly
blur - best of
cake - fashion nugget
cannibal ox - the cold vein
coldplay - without parachutes
death cab for cutie - transantlaticism
dj krush - krush
dj shadow - endtroducing
dj tiesto - in search of sunrise vol. 2
dj vadim - ussr deconstructed
dr octagon - dr octagonacolygist
dr dooom - first come first served
foo fighters - the color and the shape
godspeed you! black emperor - lift yr skinny fists like antennas to heaven
immortal technique - revolutionary vol. 1
interpol - turn on the bright lights
jack johnson - bushfire fairytails
james lavell - live in barcelona (globalunderground series)
janes' addiction - kettle whistle
jedi mind trticks - violent by design
kid koala - carpal tunnel syndrome
kid loco - anouther late night
kruder & dorfmeister - the k&d sessions
less than jake - losing streak
local h - as good as dead
low - the great destroyer
metallica - s&m
madvillain - madvillainy
mf doom - guest shots vol. 1
modest mouse - the moon and antarctica
mr scruff - keep it solid steel
nada surf - high/low
nine inch nails - the downward spiral
ninja tune - xen retrospective
nirvana - bleach
paul oakenfold - anouther world
pearl jam - live on two legs
portishead - live in ny
prodigy - dirtchamber sessions
psapp - tiger, my friend
radiohead - ok computer
rage against the machine - self titled
rancid - ... and out come the wolves
red hot chilli peppers - blood sugar sex magic
rjd2 - dead ringer
roysopp - melody a.m.
sigur ros - agaetis byrjun
smashing pumpkins - mellonchollie and the infinite sadness
sonic youth - daydream nation
souls of mischeif - 93 till infinity
sparta - porcelain
squarepusher - do you know squarepusher?
st germain - tourist
sublime - 40 oz. to freedom
the crystal method - vegas
the living end - self titled
the mars volta - deloused at the comatorium
the offspring - smash
the pixies - surfer rosa
the postal service - give up
the shins - oh, inverted world
the strokes - is this it
tool - lateralus
tortiose - millions now living will never die
tosca - suzuki
underworld - a hundred days off
unkle - psyence fiction
wilco - yankee hotel foxtrot
zero 7 - simple things

this isnt all i have, but albums that i consider to be excellent

check them out

booo ]]> ~syphylis i was http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5129147/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5129147/ Tue, 19 Apr 2005 11:39:10 PDT
the snow
on my lenses distorting the image
of what was only
one
of you

and i didn't know which one
to address
as your
lips
moved ]]> ~syphylis she http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5120756/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5120756/ Mon, 18 Apr 2005 13:02:50 PDT
and i hate that.

i hate that she loves me.

i hate that she loves me because i hate myself. ]]> ~syphylis i think http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5048352/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5048352/ Sun, 10 Apr 2005 04:10:11 PDT ~syphylis to me http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5023157/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/5023157/ Thu, 07 Apr 2005 07:29:25 PDT ~syphylis like a big technicolour yawn http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4979400/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4979400/ Sat, 02 Apr 2005 12:41:06 PST
Brandy changes channels.

Brandy changes channels.

Brandy changes channels.

Evie is everywhere after midnight, offering what she's got on a silver tray. The studio audience ignores her, watching themselves on the monitor, trapped in the reality loop of watching themselves watch themselves, trying the way we do every time we look in a mirror to figure out who exactly that person is.

That loop that never ends. Evie and me, we did this infomercial. How could I be so dumb? We're totally trapped in ourselves.

The camera stays on Evie, and what I can almost hear Evie saying is, Love me.

Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, I'll be anybody you want me to be. Use me. Change me. I can be thin with big breasts and big hair. Take me apart. Make me into anything, but just love me.

Jump back to one time, Evie and me did this fashion shoot in a junk yard, in a slaughterhouse, in a mortuary. We'd go anywhere to look good by comparison, and what I realise is mostly what I hate about Evie is the fact that she's so vain and stupid and needy. But what I hate most is how she's just like me. What I really hate is me so I hate pretty much everybody."

exerpt from Invisible Monsters, Chuck Palahniuk. ]]> ~syphylis i think http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4854205/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4854205/ Sat, 19 Mar 2005 12:33:53 PST is
passing me by. ]]> ~syphylis who knows what tomorrow will bring http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4662997/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4662997/ Thu, 24 Feb 2005 14:03:15 PST and maybe rain
as for me
i'll wait and see
maybe
it'll bring my love to me. ]]> ~syphylis the truth/the problem http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4575024/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4575024/ Mon, 14 Feb 2005 00:04:41 PST the syph files

the syph files

boredom. anonimity. regret, loss, self doubt.

wake up, go to sleep. stand up, sit down. red light, green light. get up get out you've got a full day, and all the shit you did yesterday need doing again, and they'll never really get done. all the problem's you've fixed before have popped up. errands to run. papers to fill. watch out that car is cutting you off.

we are faceless men in an urban jungle. we are the worker ants. we are the standardized byproduct of your FDA approved steroids pumped into fast food endorsed by pop stars. we are the faceless kneeling to the next fad, ready to be enslaved to a pretty face telling us to buy in.

everything is a reference of a reference of a reference.

where is the truth.

what is the problem.

we are a generation of children.

skydiving. driving fast. violent games. wars. famine. destruction.

but what is the problem. come-over hairstyles. tight pants. expensive shoes. little kids in africa. save the whales! eat the leftovers. dont fuck around, you've got it better than others.

we are a cause without an effect.

we have no voice.

but we have a voice dont we. we speak through our cans. we speak through our hands. our voice costs 4.99 at the local wallmart. with one stroke we can cure cancer. end political problems. save the world.

we are the people you dont see. we are invisible. we are part of the statistics, and yet not. we are scorned by your assimilated ideals.

live a life of boredom.

its much easier.

the truth is that there is no truth.

the problem is that there is no problem.

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collabs:

*merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and *merc1 here [link]

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your child is on fire ]]> ~syphylis voter pour pedro http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4468294/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4468294/ Sun, 06 Feb 2005 09:34:55 PST the syph files

the syph files

i have one more exam left
micro
(economics)

i think i deserve a dance

do a little dance

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collabs:

*merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and *merc1 here [link]

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tomorow's just an excuse away ]]> ~syphylis we are all part of the same compost heap http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4366577/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4366577/ Thu, 20 Jan 2005 06:59:05 PST the syph files

the syph files

i had my stats exam on tuesday
did alright i guess

theres a stray rooster on campus
you see him sometimes walking about being a rooster
doing roostery things
its been two weeks since i first spotted him
what the hell

on a side note
along with some white hairs on my head
i grew a goatee
so i have white hairs in the goatee also
good grief

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collabs:

*merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and *merc1 here [link]

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you are not a beautiful and unique snowflake ]]> ~syphylis nothing http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4308493/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4308493/ Thu, 13 Jan 2005 07:31:24 PST the syph files

the syph files

nothing to say
exams soon
wont be around much

i realised having two accounts is useless
i killed the other one
uploaded anything worthwhile here while at work

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collabs:

*merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and *merc1 here [link]

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youre a scum and i want you to know that the cracks in your smile are begining to show ]]> ~syphylis fuck it http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4218472/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4218472/ Sun, 02 Jan 2005 07:16:36 PST the syph files

the syph files

fuck this new years crap
i had a shitty new years
and if 2005 is anything like 2004 its going to suck balls too
so quit it
every fucking second comment around here is happy new years

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collabs:

~merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and ~merc1 here [link]

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well excuse me mister but i'm a mister too ]]> ~syphylis the unteleported man http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4161867/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4161867/ Sun, 26 Dec 2004 13:18:45 PST the syph files

the syph files

so if you want to know
i didnt walk onstage with my fly open
i was actually hardcore freaking out before
nervous
but then i was actually calm and collected
and played well
to be honest
when i first heard my voice on the speakers
so loud
i was like damn i should just shut up
but then i was like wait a sec
is that what i sound like
well fuck
i'm good
hah
not that good
but good enough

anyways
sigh
working
studying

damn i really gotta pee

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"What way?" Rachmel demanded, lifting his eyes from the page and confronting the creature before him. "You mean become like you?" His body cringed; he retreated physically from even the notion of it, let alone its presence here before him.

"All flesh must die," the eye-eater said, and giggled.

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collabs:

~merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and ~merc1 here [link]

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i'm not living i'm just killing time ]]> ~syphylis i'm not a trendy asshole http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4100627/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4100627/ Sun, 19 Dec 2004 06:40:42 PST the syph files

the syph files

been studying a lot
working overtime

its kinda killing me

on anouther note
i actually made some friends at the university

and

tomorow night my faculty section is doing some party thing
for all the people in the program
which is like 300 people or so
and theres like some talent competition
with apparently good prizes
like a dvd player and shit

but not a lot of people are participating apparently
and i'm friends with the organizers
so i'm gonna be playing my guitar and singing and prolly making a fool out of myself

so wish me luck and hope i dont do something stupid like walk onstage with my fly open

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collabs:

*merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and *merc1 here [link]

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i'm gonna die in a place that dont know my name ]]> ~syphylis origami birds chase me in my sleep http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4046955/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/4046955/ Sun, 12 Dec 2004 02:10:23 PST the syph files

the syph files

should i buy my dad a birthday present
even though he didnt get me one

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collabs:

*merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and *merc1 here [link]

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i hope tonight you will touch my hair and draw ghosts on my back ]]> ~syphylis sweet and sour http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3995515/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3995515/ Sun, 05 Dec 2004 13:55:47 PST the syph files

the syph files

i've been feeling pretty sick lately and i guess it all culminated one day

so one morning i woke up feeling like crap
really crappy
so naturally i shrugged it off and went to a usual day at the university, finished classes at 4
usually i'd go home at this time
but no, i had to go to work cause the boss was pushing us hard to finish some project
so i went to work, with a splitting headache, sore throat and runny nose
finished at like 8
me and two others closed the office down

so i get home tired
and my cousin shows up
its his dad's birthday next week and he wanted to get some film of us
yknow
so he does his thing
and invites me to go to a "meeting"
now these meetings
are at a friend of his
cause he just got a new apartment and tv system
we would sit and watch movies while smoking out of two huge bongs at his place
so we went out
and i have to say
that i dont go out often
and i had a genuinely good time
ate some pizza
watched waynes world 2 while smoking and sitting on a beanbag chair
i got home at four thirty in the morning or so

the morning i woke up for school the next day though
yeesh
i was fucked
like
sick beyond what i was before
usually i just suck it up and deal with it
but i couldnt get out of bed
so i stayed in bed
stayed at home sick that day
sneezing every two seconds

the next day i was sick too
missed two days of school and half a day of work

could be worse though i mostly sat around playing video games and watching movies
though i was puking my guts out every half hour or so

so you see
its a sweet and sour deal
cause you cant have the sweet without the sour
and the sweet isnt as sweet without the sour

--- collabs: *merc1 here [link] *mors3 here [link] *mors3 and *merc1 here [link] ---

--- it'll take a teenage riot to get me out of bed right now ]]> ~syphylis onions wrapped in rubber http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3900775/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3900775/ Tue, 23 Nov 2004 12:20:37 PST the syph files

the syph files

people are abnoxious loud showoffy annoying stupid mean and disrespectful

i should find someone with the same problems as me and go to alaska to live among the penguins

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collabs:

*merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and *merc1 here [link]

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she wore scarlet begonias stuck into her curls ]]> ~syphylis son of a bootch http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3862503/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3862503/ Thu, 18 Nov 2004 04:51:53 PST the syph files

the syph files

i am exactly the wrong person to come on to just because you're bored or want to see what power you hold.

you want variety? go juggle chainsaws, or fuck yourself. leave me out of it.

not all of us are dick-manipulated remote-control toys, ladies.

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collabs:

*merc1 here [link]
*mors3 here [link]
*mors3 and *merc1 here [link]

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but will the summer make good of our sins ]]> ~syphylis the dutch pillow http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3838955/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3838955/ Mon, 15 Nov 2004 06:15:28 PST
to prepare a dutch pillow, consume mass quantities of gas-producing foods. once a suitable cloud of foul stench has been brewed, grab your woman's bed pillow. now seat yourself on the pillow and, as you release your noxious fumes, stand up slowly, allowing the pillow to 'inhale' and trap the odour within. gently replace the pillow. when your girl lays down to sleep, the weight of her head will force the pillow to exhale, enveloping her in your stinky fart. it's like a timebomb of stinky goodness.

enjoy. ]]> ~syphylis i have http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3830112/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3830112/ Sun, 14 Nov 2004 02:04:50 PST a boring job
three wearable pairs of shoes
twenty seven scars (yes i counted)
been skydiving
never been in love
no interest in cell phones
gotten my snowboard stolen
three guitars
fourteen origami birds lying around my office desk
no lunch or cash to buy any today
many enemies
had meaningless sex
four snowboards
no sexual diseases
to go pee
watched american history x last night
one snowskate
done a lot of drugs back in the day
gotten my longboard stolen
my old shorty's skateboard
five pairs of jeans that all look the same
managed to quit smoking
a girl that actually likes me (what are the fucking odds eh)
a bad habit of biting my nails
nothing better to do ]]> ~syphylis i'm honest to a fault http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3782790/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3782790/ Mon, 08 Nov 2004 07:35:15 PST ~syphylis i'm not here this isnt happening http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3749241/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3749241/ Thu, 04 Nov 2004 02:51:01 PST "life"
was a good game
unrealistic in the scheme of things
get a 4 and youre married
miss and youre alone for life
or at least the duration of the game
and you get to move around
in little plastic vans
with little plastic pegs
that signify boys and girls
i used to play that a lot i think
as a kid
exciting
however
i dont think i ever won
so i can truthfully say
i lost at life

yes ]]> ~syphylis i need a better waste of time http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3716457/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3716457/ Sun, 31 Oct 2004 12:16:08 PST sometime i'll tell you all about my horrible horrible day

so ronery (boled) says:
you smell
gravity gav says:
like tulips and dandilions on a warm summer's morn
so ronery (boled) says:
no
so ronery (boled) says:
like fart
gravity gav says:
u see douch and turd sandwich fewl?
so ronery (boled) says:
warm fart
so ronery (boled) says:
yes
gravity gav says:
wet fart!
so ronery (boled) says:
best episode
so ronery (boled) says:
warm > wet
gravity gav says:
wet >>>>> warm
so ronery (boled) says:
i refuse you
so ronery (boled) says:
theres no such thing as >>>>>>>>>>
so ronery (boled) says:
way to make it up jackass
so ronery (boled) says:
dude
so ronery (boled) says:
my phone
gravity gav says:
there is now
so ronery (boled) says:
cracks me
so ronery (boled) says:
crack me up
so ronery (boled) says:
i set the msg for when it turns on
so ronery (boled) says:
to
so ronery (boled) says:
"hey cwapface"
gravity gav says:
hahaha
so ronery (boled) says:
I AM A GENIUS
gravity gav says:
in soviet russia, phone turns you on
so ronery (boled) says:
I AM THE SMARTEST MAN ALIVE
gravity gav says:
i want my baby back ribs
so ronery (boled) says:
i want my porny porn porn
so ronery (boled) says:
porn
so ronery (boled) says:
norp
gravity gav says:
porn?
so ronery (boled) says:
yes!
so ronery (boled) says:
i agree
so ronery (boled) says:
gav
so ronery (boled) says:
answer truthfully okay?
gravity gav says:
no.
so ronery (boled) says:
um
so ronery (boled) says:
i'll take that as a yes
so ronery (boled) says:
listen
so ronery (boled) says:
have you ever had sex
gravity gav says:
wtf is this
gravity gav says:
the grand inquisition?
so ronery (boled) says:
20 questions
so ronery (boled) says:
answer
so ronery (boled) says:
or i'll cut off your balls and feed it to the fishies
gravity gav says:
im always up for saving the fishes
so ronery (boled) says:
by your balls?
so ronery (boled) says:
uh
so ronery (boled) says:
okay
so ronery (boled) says:
but answer the question
so ronery (boled) says:
i was thinking this over the other day
so ronery (boled) says:
and i realsied i can never get a straight answer out of you
so ronery (boled) says:
about anything
so ronery (boled) says:
youre about as slippery and slimy as a gooey looey
gravity gav says:
im not a very public person
so ronery (boled) says:
i heard you are
so ronery (boled) says:
i heard you are are
gravity gav says:
what about you big boy
so ronery (boled) says:
i heard you spoke very eloquently the other day
gravity gav says:
wtf man
gravity gav says:
who do u think u are
so ronery (boled) says:
i know everything
so ronery (boled) says:
i know
gravity gav says:
santa claus?
so ronery (boled) says:
you got caught by your brother when you were 12 while you were fucking your cousin
gravity gav says:
my cousins hot man
so ronery (boled) says:
your cousins a cousin
gravity gav says:
a hot cousin
so ronery (boled) says:
but a cousin nonetheless
gravity gav says:
i heard about your little encounter with the mafia the other day
so ronery (boled) says:
a cousin is a cousin
so ronery (boled) says:
yeah did you?
so ronery (boled) says:
that was chill
so ronery (boled) says:
but it was too long ago
so ronery (boled) says:
who told you
so ronery (boled) says:
was it rupert
so ronery (boled) says:
i'll get him good
gravity gav says:
he came in on his little hot-air balloon
so ronery (boled) says:
motherbitch
so ronery (boled) says:
i thought i told that jackass to get down
so ronery (boled) says:
thats the last straw
so ronery (boled) says:
its on
gravity gav says:
no [my real name]
gravity gav says:
its off
gravity gav says:
it not on
so ronery (boled) says:
um no
so ronery (boled) says:
its on
gravity gav says:
is he going to be okay?
so ronery (boled) says:
i beleive its quite on
gravity gav says:
well, he got served here, here and here
so ronery (boled) says:
i'll serve... ]]> ~syphylis my day is surreal http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3692157/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3692157/ Thu, 28 Oct 2004 05:56:42 PDT
six forty-five my alarm clock rings.

bleary eyed. get up. blanket. jellyfish. you know the drill.

i shaved my head so the white hairs arent prominent anymore.

brush teeth. breakfast. pack schoolbag. leave house.

i do not want to go.

it's the time of year of an earlier prime minister's assasination so the university had a little ceremony for him since he studied here. this was going on from twelve to two and all classes were cancelled during that time and it was very badly timed for me. why say you?

well i have a class from eight to nine then a break till eleven, at which point i have a class till three then two more classes back to back until six. now the problem is that the class that starts at eleven now ends at twelve which means i have another two hour break. two two hour breaks? thats rediculous.

so i was thinking last night of skipping the first class at 8 since its really early but its the first class and its not good to miss that cause they check if people are actually registered in the course.

the whole ride i was fighting falling asleep.

i havent woken that early in a long time. never driven to school that early but i figured that traffic wont be too bad. i was wrong.

stuck in traffic.

got to class fifteen minutes late.

class was useless.

got out of class. got some coffee. sat down to read my new dark tower book.

finally it was time for my eleven oclock class. it was only an hour long and i actually understood what was going on.

anyways, left class with some school friends. walked around went to classes.

drove home. dead tired.

got home. guess who needs a lift

my sister does.

drove her with my grandma's car. see my parents are in spain right now, and my grandma is over taking care of my sisters. which means i give her our saved spot so its easier for her. that means i have to park on the street. where its impossible to find a spot. so i found a good spot and didnt want to give it up so i drove my grandma's car so i can park it in our saved spot when i'm done.

my sister sat in the back. didnt put on her seatbelt. argued the whole way.

fun.

after i dropped her off i had to go pick something up for my grandma. so i drive to her place and go in, grab it and walk out. as i close the door the alarm goes off. this piercing fucking alarm. i dont know the code.

so i go in to get a phone to call my grandma. but the phone there is fucked or something it didnt work. so i rooted around for like five minutes to get a differant phone. finally i found one, but the line is fucked or something and it takes me like five minutes to get through.

the whole time this fucking wah wah wah wah wah alarm is piercing my eardrums.

i call her, she tells me the code. i turn it off and leave.

see my grandma's car is an old piece of shit. a really old peice of shit. theres nothing i like more than driving old peice of shit cars really fast. see the tires are balding and screech at every turn, the gearbox is mad messed, and everything is wobbling.

got home. got out of the car. press the button to lock it.

nothing happens.

press it again.

nothing happens.

press it again.

wah wah wah wah wah wah anouther fucking alarm.

now where i parked is my saved spot and its closed off by brick walls which amplified the sound.

somehow i got the alarm off and tried to lock the car again and the alarm turned on again. after like ten minutes of wrestling with the buttons i manage to lock the car and go up.

fifteen minutes later i have to go pick up my sister.

half an hour later i have to go drop her off.

i'm a fucking taxi.

i drop her off, drive down the street and all of a sudden.

bam mothafucka bam right into the fucking car screech.

car accident.

some fucker just fucked the side of the car and flung me a goodly distance.

i stopped the car. got out fucking furious. my face must've been beet red cause i was so aggravated and frustrated at being in school all day then having no time to relax and have to drive my sisters around.

i walk to him and he apoligized and all that. all of a sudden the blood leaves my head and i relax.

turns out the guy is american.

not only that, but he's the library director of my university.

got home.

had to go pick my sister up ten minutes later.

if thats not fucked i dont know what is. ]]> ~syphylis team america http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3678293/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3678293/ Tue, 26 Oct 2004 10:52:30 PDT
team america: world police

go watch it
funniest shit ever ]]> ~syphylis never pick it up http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3641096/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3641096/ Fri, 22 Oct 2004 04:45:44 PDT
no pulse

stuck on face my guts are wrentched and chewed like flat balloons someone hit me over the head now i'm the imposter

&

the real one's gone forever

blood all over the bathroom too much to drink i didn't really cut it too much of a coward trussed up in tuxedos we're the orchestra at the ball and it slides like slime through your wallpaper walls with a grin

like roadkill

and the bloody power of kings i sneeze & its an exocet i cough a new disease

we boiled the head we dug into the meat he did some of his card tricks for the mafia geeks i sat in the cupboard and wrote it down in neat just as i saw it yeah just as i saw it but it got edited fucked up strangled

beated up

threats have decimated homes to sludge children soon and seals turning bear civilisations to warming and floating crew dead days will from boom to bust north birds plead for a habitat from victimisation

drooling looney tunes

moving in a swarm moving in a swarm you have such an aura darling cctv in every room zoom lens in the trees dont throw stones your royal highnesses hymns numbered on a board the names have changed the innocenty have been used to thicken the soupy

the soupy can be used to feed the troopys

from tin cans honey from the honey bears nervous messed up marionettes food is food

&

sex is sex

i've have my fill i want to defect take the money and then run one pixel on a screen when your charity smiling whining and dining we are buried beneath sidewalks this is the sound of boots crushing hands still wearing those uniforms in the end it was only a game go back to the start again & as every good editor knows

we are cabbage patch gibbering dolls

straw dogs to scare the strawcrows raw fish deepfried marsbar confit of monkey brains pot noodle turkey buger southern style finger food broken branches of twigless trees i dine only on the premium brands waterfalls of meltwater gentle needles you can hardly feel these woods and hills are the trademark of woods and hills countryside developments glaciated autoinferno lovingly scraping the bottom of the oil barrel in the bunker like sitting ducks

do we look like the enemy to you?

500 points bonus round

history is dying sorry we were only kidding he'll take the money from under your nose he'll tell you all you want to hear he paints himself reflective white to reflect the blast when it comes he will take your children and he'll break your homes he will tell you how hard he is trying but we're all on the market now he says he wants to be our friend he says he's always been on our side i got you a prepacked newborn slave to serve your every need no blood no mess just reheat ready to make your cushy numbered mash potato comfort dayglo roadsafe trainers

so your feet can take a rest

from the struggles of the behest responisibilities of power the terrible terrible strain it must make on your every waking hour on your playstation trigger finger on your disco dancing into cloud fucking cuckoo land into the wee small hours because we know how to have

a good time

and lose some of that fat kids watch the world collapse like a discontinued component in a new outdated appliance you will soon be thrown on the scrapheap with the corpses and the fridges with the cfcs and killerbees

lets carry on marching into the light

so knives out catch the mouse squash his head put him in the pot the march of the killer ants sideways down sidewalks claws clanging in meltdown noon heat

frenzy

lobster skin shopping mall coffee stained lipsyncbodies all lickety spit this is your golden handshake this is an hallucination and these faces are in a dream a computer generated environment a fantasy island you can do andything and not have to worry the consequences you can put us in freezeframe you can touch whoever you want you can move us

into compromis... ]]> ~syphylis i need a cane http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3607889/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3607889/ Sun, 17 Oct 2004 02:05:47 PDT
nine minutes later. it rings again. i turn it off and stumble out of bed. my blanket goes off with me and ends up half on the bed and half off, discarded like a used condom floating in the toilet at 4 in the morning. jellyfish.

i open the door, barely opening my eyes and take the two steps to get to the bathroom. i open the door and step in without turning on the light so i can see without squinting. i look at myself in the mirror, my disheveled hair, bags under my eyes, red marks on my cheek where i slept my side.

i take off my boxers and throw them in a corner and step into the shower. its a stand-up shower. theres no soap, only shampoo, so i make do.

i finish to shower and step out, shivering from the sudden rush of cold. i feel a lot better and less tired now, though in no rush to get to work. i yawn and grab the towel and dry myself off. go to the mirror.

take a look.

and there it is.

mocking me.

its just there, where it wasnt before, mocking me with its presence.

maybe its the pressure, maybe its my bad temper. maybe its the schoolwork, the video games, the computer time. maybe its the driving, snowboarding, skateboarding, mountain biking. maybe its the oversleeping, the drinking, the weed, the hash, the shrooms, the drugs. maybe its the loud music, the cell phones, the aerosol spray.

you go to a doctor and he'll give you a hundred and one differant reasons and no definitive conclusion. that reeks of bullshit.

nevertheless.

on october seventeenth, at approximately seven fifty seven.

i got my first white hairs.

i'm twenty.

]]> ~syphylis a bad case of the blahs http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3587275/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3587275/ Thu, 14 Oct 2004 08:30:32 PDT
national geographic late one night "gorillas are vegetarians." cut to the gorilla munching a huge green leaf. "but no one has been able to explain this behavior to satisfaction:" gorilla squats in the bushes. starts to dump. a great green salami of a poop. "some say it's the nutritional value," the gorilla leans forward pushing out this fucking enormous turd "some say they just want a hot meal on a cold day."

gorilla reaches back and grabs said loaf. grabs it and pulls it - yes pulls it out of his ass and eats it.

i swear to god.

]]> ~syphylis dont drink the water http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3571050/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3571050/ Tue, 12 Oct 2004 06:31:06 PDT
2000 mockingbirds = 2 kilamockingbirds

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my friend showed me pics of a toga party he was at
he was actually naked under his toga
and he had like 3 beer bongs being poured into him at once
i say "dude are you wearing a pink bedsheet"
he says "yeah"
i say "dude thats glorious"

i'll write more later

photos

will be more active soon ]]> ~syphylis evian backwards http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3463161/ http://syphylis.deviantart.com/journal/3463161/ Tue, 28 Sep 2004 04:01:56 PDT 2 thoughts of the day
yes, i think sometimes

i keep getting that "enlarge your penis" spam over my mail account. today, it even comes in pills...

and i wonder: what the fuck do i need to enlarge my penis for, if i never even fucking use it??

how about pills to make women lets bitchy, shallow and greedy??

those, I would give a fuck about.

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i really want to bone someone's mom.

even if she's like 25 and her kid is like 3, close enough. the point is that she has a kid, cause that kid can never, EVER fuck with me.

and most people do fuck with me, but i think they would have a hard time topping me if i could honestly say, "dude, i fucked your mom."

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over and out ]]> ~syphylis