holy shit. no life.

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so basically this is going to be me and my weird ass fuckin brain on no sleep rambling about random shit that pops up into my mind. like holy jesus i saw tonight/today whatever, that ash symest is actually a GIANT asshole in real life, and we have absolutely NO chance of ever being friends. i would fucking shank a bitch if he ever tried to be friends with me. people like that just piss me the hell off. and i also learned that i cant understand a single fucking word that francisco lachowski says. i have to listen really closely to every word he says to be able to understand what the fuck he's talking about. i was just like... o.o what the hell? speakeh engehlishhhh biiiiiiitch. but youre sexy and you have a nice voice and you take nice pictures so i forgive you. HOLYFUCKINSHIT i got to talk to my future husband mike fuentes. yeah, thats right. you heard it. future hubby right there. also pb of fletcher o' riley. which he will never find out cause hed probs be creeped the hell out. i think id be more compatible with jaime anyways because jaime (said hi-me) is so much funnier. god i love my grammar and fake owrds sometimes. wow. i just realized that its 7:30 and i have to pack to go to lakeland to see family. that is going to be... fun. seriously though i really do love my crazy ass family haha yall would probably all love them. specially my mom cause apparently she's "funny" or something. when in reality shes kinda just fucking annoying as shit. WOW. just noticed how much i like to cuss. oh fuckin well, dont like it. dont fucking read it. ok? ok. guys. if you have gotten thus far, i applaud you. really i do. i doubt i could sit there and read what went through my mind. and i SWEAR i am literally not stopping with pressing keys. like, this is like an ongoing thing. its kinda cool and i like putting words down that isnt a post. i wonder if i could do all 60000 letter charries in this one post. but that would get tiresome and i would know for sure no one would ever read it.

actually. i kinda want yall to read this for some reason. weird right? yeah, well, welcome to my weird ass fucking mind. like i said. DONT LIKE IT. DONT READ IT. i really hate it when people complain about something when they have the option not to do it or not to read it. i mean, sure i have the "option" not to read the GD word, but its hard not to read one owrd and not know what it is. hell i could see the word hello and just glance at it and know what it is. and jeez sorry if i dont like a word. its just nfvkjdnvs you know? everyone has a word they dont like. like moist. a lot of people dont like that word. it reminds me of my favorite episode of how i met your mother where barney puts on a play and for like 40 minutes he only says the word moist. it is a glorious episode. i love neil patrick harris. everytime my brother sees him or that show playing, he turns to me and goes, "hey. did you know neil patrick harris is gay in real life?" EVERY TIME I TELL YOU. and im like, "Yeah bitch,i told you that. dumb ass." and me and his gf laugh at him since he always repeats himself like that. he's really annoying. but everyone thinks hes so great. im like. YOU DONT LIVE WITH THE DICK. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOOOOOW! hahaha dane cook joke there. if you got it and actually read all this. you should comment and tell me where you heard it. i love dane cook. hes funny and attractive. itslike a fuckin bonus. i love when he's talkin about goin to the movies and he's like, what do you want from the snack bar? and the girl goes, ill have some popcorn and some raisonettes, and those little chocolate coins wrapped in the gold foil--oh they dont have that? oh well ill just get all of that and a coke. or is that too much? dane: no, i want you to be obese by the time we walk out i love him. then he's walking past all the people to get out, "not today captain dildo." hahahaha jeez i love his funnies. im getting really bored with all of this. PAUSE FOR WORD COUNT. 782 bitches. thats like a normal post. fuckin awesome. i wish posts were this fuckin easy to write. i kinda want a monkey. named paul anka. and if anyone knows who that is. i applaud you, too. youre fuckin awesome. anyone know carry grant? he's a badass. too bad he's dead.. how bobut paul newman. holy hell he was a sexy ass mother fucker when he was younger. then he got old and wrinkly and gross. but his eyes are still gorgeous as hell. i wish my eyes were blue. like andy biersack, my second husband. dear jesus he has pretty eyes. and mmmmmmmmmmmmm nice lips. like ash symest, who has pretty lips. there are so many guys with nice mouths and its not fair cause theyre all famous and shit and you KNOW you will never actually get anywhere near that. sometimes i think god put sexy people on the earth just to fuck with us. like why couldnt he make us all ugly or all sexy. why he gotta make ugly and sexy people? its messed up man. specially when you arent on that sexy side. and your like. oh. cool. my life is now set to suck serious asshole. thanks. *salutes* but serously im pretty blessed, so i have nothing to complain about. eh. im done now. IF YOU READ THIS I WANT TO KNOW. I WANT TO HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS. k bye.

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FUCKING. BULLSHIT. I just learned not two minutes ago that we AREN'T going on this little trip to Lakeland, Fl. i wish my mom would've fucking told me that BEFORE i stayed up all damn night and wrote that bullshit post ↑ up the fuck there. eh. im now over it. that easy. so. yeah. im wearing a shirt right now with sturdy wings on it. if you know what movie that is from, seriously. tell me. NOT IN THE CBOX. cause its funner to see people reply to my nonsense threads. like this one. my only one actually. its kinda surprising... eh. dude. that fucking picture up there with all of my charries took me almost an hour to make. im like. how the fuck does jurate do so much shit?! and her shit is way the fuck prettier than mine! theyre all conformed together and mine are straight up pictures of my charries with no prettiness or anything added like hers. she's like my hero. YOU HEAR THAT?! JURATE IS MAH HERO. jurate rhymes with karate. thats so awesome. and she named her new charrie kellin like my aaron pb. thats funny. and wow. onto another fuckin rambling session. all to just update myself from like 7 minutes ago. and i end up with all this. whaaaaaaaaat the fuck. this is what i have to live with at all times. coming up with random shit. its why most of the time fletcher is easy to write for/talk for. because i can literally do this all damn day. its sick. one minute ill be like oh, cop shows are so awesome, the next minute im talking about the fucking demon bird named mr. pickles thats a girl who by the way, i held yesterday. and my mom is trying to teach it how to sing opera. IM GUNNA PUNCH IT IN THA FACE. seriously i hate it. but. of COURSE. it likes me. makes no sense. no sense i tell ya. and im hungry. but cookie crsps doesnt sound good right now. i might go get some breakfast.. *ponders* there's nothing good. dang. eh. oh well. mom doesnt have to wok. she can make me something like her job description says she should. BOOM. whatta jokester. this was fun. i think every time i have nothing to do and no muse, i will do this. but for now. i bid you all fuckin adoo.

[shay]

So, like, I just read all of it and went like;



you are mad and you swear like a sailor even worse and i had no idea about half of the things you were .. umm.. talking about i only commenting cuz you wrote about me.

bahaha kellin is a sexy name, and your graphics are amazing too! so shoosh.

i love you and all your madness xD and sexy as hell characters! and i ahve just realised that we have not had a single proper thread together how does that happen!?

we are musical soulmates. i tell you that now for free.

and i leave you with a little friend. cuz he is cute.

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at those gifs XD
And i know. im really fucking weird. my brain literally never shuts the fuck up. and now you have had a peek inside the dark abyss of ally/swarley's brain O.o
I think your graphics are better though. and i said this with circe i think, that if you had photoshop, they would be like heaven in a picture .

and now. im actually tired as shit. weird. but. i need to post for people. DAMN IT. but its okay cause i like it. but i always feel weird about my posts like i ramble/repeat myself too much.

and i think we should has a thread together XD

who should they contain? O.o

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[izzy]

So yeah, I totally would post some nice graphics to go with this post, but I really don't feel like putting that much effort into anything right now, y'know? Shit, so I felt like ranting and I feel this can be a good thread to do it in, yes? Oh yeah, I ask random rhetorical questions, so bear with me darlings. Yes, I am quite an affectionate person around people I care about i.e. you GUYS. <3 I call my friends loves, or one of my friends, we "flirt" a lot and apparently I'm her lover, and also Kai's wife...and Holly's...and...Dorki's....anyone else? Haha. Damn, I get off track really bad. O.O I'm turning into that professor I hate! DAMN! Fuck. >> Anyway, yeah...this professor, I will say, the first day I got into class, my initial thought, "Shit...this guy's gonna keel over on us in class one day!" Literally, pretty much my first thought. I feel kind of bed thinking about it now, but now since I have a passion of hatred I feel against him unlike anyone else I know, I only feel a little bad about it. Nevertheless, this guy, when you ask questions, he never fucking answers you. He'll just kind of chill there, and beat around the damn bush and talk down to us (I'm in college, btw), like we're in fifth-fucking-grade and not even answer the question. Umm....the fuck?

Still reading? Niiiiiiiice. Anyway, umm...shit, what else was I gonna rant about? Idk...but damn, does this feel good. I gotta do this more often. Oh! Yeah, so I turned in my midterm today, for some reason, shit...hold on, my brain got ahead of my fingers...anyway, yeah, so he goes through our folders when we turn them in to make sure that we have everything that he wants. So I get up there, and I'm literally up there while he goes through my fucking folder for three minutes, and I'm only the 2nd person out of like 25 he has to go through. Douchebag. Anyway, he then grades my cover sheets harder than the others, and I give him a plain look and tell him, I suffer from OCD then he gave me shit about not having enough rough drafts. Bitch please! I don't have that many because I loathe this class! (along with 98% of the other students here) So yeah, that and on top I got a C on my history exam, which I'm pissed about. I guess I sort of deserved it, but I was wanting at least like a C+ or something, but I'm still pissed about that because I'm like that and I want a kick-ass GPA so I can STUDENT TEACH ABROAD LIKE A BOSS! Hell yes, who is going to Latin America or Spain for two years most likely? This girl! -squees-

Ummm...shit, I forget what else. Oh, I don't like the girls I work with. I mean they're decent, but otherwise I'm like ehh....FU. Fortunately Fall Break is next week and I'm working on Fall break for the college so I can take the other two days off that my sister has off so we can do go shit. What else...oh...I'm not making nearly enough money so I can start saving up to get an apartment with a friend next year. Shit. -.- But I'm working on my courage to call my old boss back for my job. I'm SORRY DORKI! I'm just a wuss..but I made that my goal this week. Call my old boss back. Speaking of goals, I also made it a goal to donate blood for the first time this semester, exciting right?

There...I'm done for now my loves. Dude, if you're still reading this, lemme know and I will not only give you a damn lightsaber like a boss, but I will love you even more. Wait...that isn't possible...I love you guys too much. ^^

[RILEY PRESTON ELLIS]

For the interested, this is for peeps in the cbox that were interested in the tragic past of Miss Swarley. I kind of took all the boring details out of it and just went with the important stuff, so here yall go :3

a song for the little ride
and the lyrics which make me cry

This is where it all begins. Zach, my brother, a year and two days older than me, and myself are kids. Three and four years old, barely getting to see our dad. We see him every wednesday and every other weekend. My parents never marry. My dad is dating a woman, Denise so we either go to her house or my grandparents house whenever we get to see him. Everything was fine and dandy back then. Me and Zach thought everything was awesome and normal and pree sweet. Then 8th grade came around. Basically my entire world was turned upside down.

It was my dad's weekend that weekend and Zach and i were at my grandparents house to see our dad. After a while, he brought zach and me back into the back bedroom where he had been talking to our gparents privately for about an hour. Anyways, he sat us down and told us that he had been addicted to crack for over ten years and that he had actually come home to us while he was high and drunk. He was also a really heavy drinker and he would come home drunk and high or drunk or high. either way he wasn't in the normal state of mind--ever. He told us that he was leaving our city to go to Pensacola, which is like 2 1/2 hours away, to a place called teen challenge. teen challenge is basically a place where people go to get off drugs and alcohol through God.

It took two years and two relapses before he got completely sober. Nonetheless, all of this lead to really bad trust issues. I mean, really, who could really trust anyone after having your dad lie to you your entire life? It hurt more than anything.

My dad still lives in Pensacola to this day, and i hardly ever see him. Of course i have forgiven him for doing what he did, and i know he still feels guilty about it all the time, but it still hurts to think about it.

So that is my little history. Don't get all sappy on me now

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[JEREMIAH XAVIER WINCHESTER]

So today was a sad one, and it's not even noon yet. If you are wondering why i am so sad, then continue reading, if not, then fuck off and go back to your igloo where your cold, black heart will feel more comfortable, ok? k.

so i have a best friend, arielle, who is totes like my sister. we even have little fucking names for each other. im bear, and she is monkey. so yeah, if people didn't know us, they would probably think we were like gay together or some shit because of that. anyways, i have been really good friends with her for over five years, and we have been through a lot. if you read the story above with what happened with my dad, then you now know that she was there for me during that time, which is one of about 28347234 reasons why we love each other. basically we are crazy abd loud and obnoxious, and we always have fun together, and we cant stay mad at each other for longer than like 15 minutes before one of us says something funny and everything's back to normal.

the sad part is that arielle has just left to go to san antonio, texas, which is over 12 hours away, to be in the air force. while im happy that she is moving on and getting her [rather party-lifestyle life] together, i am still sad as fuck because now i have no best friend to talk to. sure you guys are all awesome and great and everything, but i dont actually get to see yall, hears yall talk, eat with yall, laugh with yall about stupid shit, or anything irl.

therefore, excuse me for one day while i am slightly depressed. and i dun wanna hear all this stupid shit about not bringing life problems into the cbox because sometimes it really is aggravating when all someone wants to talk about is their issues. no, im not saying people do that here, im just saying in general i hate when people do that. but today, i am sad, and yall can fucking deal with it for once, cause im like never sad or depressed. i need yall to make me happy today, got it?

k if you read thus far, shanks. love yall ♥

[izzy]

I need a life. >> I need something....hmmm....any suggestions? So anyway! I feel like ranting, first off, I'm GETTING ANOTHER FUCKING JOB LIKE A BOSS! What? HELL YES! I'm going back to my old job, granted it's not what I really wanted to do, but I'll deal with it, it's more money, and I need it with my apartment I want this next August with a good friend of mine. Secondly, so get this bullshit. I have three fucking huge-ass sucking projects due the 5th of December, which is why in a week, I will pretty much be on like...once a day my loves. FYI. Anyway, so yes, the main reason I was going to rant, see? I get off-track....bull shit.

So yeah, my sister just told me that she invited her boyfriend well...now they're like in an open relationship, I have no idea what the fuck they are, but she INVITED HIM and he CAN GO TO OUR FUCKING FAMILY CHRISTMAS.

GUESS WHO THE FUCK DOESN'T HAVE SOMEONE TAKE!?

-.- You guessed right. Me. So now, I get to go see people that I didn't grow up around (they all live 4 hours away or more), and most of the time they don't give a shit about me or my sister. My mom has her fiancee and my sister has her bff/boyfriend shit. And I get...my guinea pig. I'm really thinking about not going. It's bull shit. I'm sick of the whole having someone there. Oh well, I refuse to let it get me down, I have more important thins to worry about I guess, like school, but I hate that. They all have someone, and my good friend has personal problems so we can only hang out once in awhile. >> I'm thinking about just moving out on my own sooner than later, and getting a cheap, bedroom or something. Nonetheless, I had to bitch, thanks for reading this if you did my loves. <333

Love you all.

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