lateniteschemes

Sat, 17 Jan 2009 05:37:00 GMT

Dear Robert,

Don't know when/if you will ever see this. Just saw the chance and decided to take it to tell you that I love you and I miss you.

-A friend

Lost in the dark eithout our pride

Sat, 01 Nov 2008 07:43:04 GMT

It hurts
It hurts real fucking bad
I keep pounding down these beers, but I don't seem to be getting drunk.
I think its just a mental thing

This is fear

Ah Schucks

Thu, 18 Sep 2008 04:50:51 GMT

I'm slowly, but surely becoming an alcoholic.
Hahaha.

And we don't care anymore.

Mon, 08 Sep 2008 10:59:47 GMT

I don't give a fuck.
'Cause I'm one of them.
Our rebel hearts will turn restless ghosts.
They can never truly kill us and we will never truly die.

Belfair sucks

Sun, 27 Jul 2008 03:28:04 GMT

I'm out

Piss drunk and spinnin

Fri, 18 Jul 2008 06:19:34 GMT

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHA

Dicksuck666

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 17:55:26 GMT

+Working for A1 Roofing
+77 Datsun B210s
+Running Scared

Fuck everything else.

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 05:49:59 GMT

D.E.A.D.

I think I lost my job

Thu, 12 Jun 2008 14:25:59 GMT

I'm gonna try and tell them the reason I did'nt come in to work the last 2 days is because I was in jail. It might work. They were fed up with my shit along time ago. We'll see.

WE BROKE THE FUCKING STAGE!

Mon, 09 Jun 2008 17:29:25 GMT

I'm gonna regret missing out on that till the day I die.
Oh well.

That road lead straight to glory

Sun, 18 May 2008 11:56:08 GMT

I ran out of gas at age seventeen.

There's something inside of us that can't be touched.

Sun, 18 May 2008 05:21:37 GMT

The days are too dark,
And they last too fucking long.
That's why we made a promise.
That's why we carved it in stone.
And where it was written,
Is where it will fucking stay.
It's the sword that we will live by,
Even if it means we have to die this way.

I'm a liar.

Thu, 15 May 2008 17:25:16 GMT

Get over it.
The constant search for a level head. Maybe someday.

My closing statement, I swear it's true.

Sat, 03 May 2008 03:17:27 GMT

i'm done
i'm done
i'm done
i'm done
i'm done
wash it all away

Rawr.

Mon, 28 Apr 2008 11:15:11 GMT

I need a change. Anything. Thinkin bout goin back to the unemployed life for a bit. It always felt so right.

We stay in harms way.

Sun, 20 Apr 2008 02:26:16 GMT

Fuck you Robert.

Samuel Adams Boston Lager

Thu, 17 Apr 2008 10:27:58 GMT

The only beer i've ran across that does'nt taste like shit.

AM Reality

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 13:25:03 GMT

Heres my options:

Go to work and dig in the rain for a solid 10 hours on a couple days without sleep
or
Call in sick and try my damdest to nap.

The whole working when i'm not well enough rested thing usually ends with me wanting to fight everything. Generally I smash up the work truck a lil bit and throw alot of tools. Remember life without court fines? I sure as hell don't.

Tue, 15 Apr 2008 06:06:34 GMT

The only difference between me and them is that I know when i'm fuckin up.

I made a new friend

Fri, 04 Apr 2008 07:07:28 GMT

He calls himself defeat
He's a real son of a bitch

Ya know

Fri, 28 Mar 2008 07:23:57 GMT

I don't know if i'm capable of the whole 110 percent thing, but i'm good for at least a solid 75.

Are we normal boys, is this the normal way?

Mon, 17 Mar 2008 12:29:23 GMT

I think it's time that I rethink my living situation. I have a thing where I can't sleep if any other human in the house is awake. Knowing that I have to get a full nights sleep in order to function the next day just stresses me out to the point where every footstep on the floor above me is like someone is screaming at the top of their lungs a foot away from my face. It's kinda more than that though. I think it could be classified as some weird phobia. That prolly sounds super weird. I can't really explain it without coming off as a nutcase. Thinkin about moving into the dining room upstairs though. Might be a little quieter. Prolly not though. I'm off to work in like two hours so hopefully I can jack myself up on enough caffine to feel like I slept. That shit never works. I wonder what i'm gonna wind up doing today. The thing with my job is you don't know what your day is gonna entale until you show up in the morning. It could be a 14 hour day of digging in the rain or it could be a 6 hour day of just kickin it and goofing off. I hate the not knowing factor. I just hate that place period. I miss smiling and not worrying that everyones gonna find out i'm faking it.

Scream until you're coughing up blood

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 08:50:44 GMT

I think I know what I need
Its a long shot

Put it back together

Thu, 13 Mar 2008 13:52:08 GMT

The pieces of the puzzle.

Back to work

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 07:46:51 GMT

Not diggin it in the slightest. It was shitty then and its shitty now. The most defeating feeling in the world is when you come home and you're so tired you go directly to sleep until work the next day. I'm sleepin this one off.