The Tropic of Peris

new york

Wed, 29 Dec 2004 02:04:21 GMT

I'm in new york now....it's great. i live in a flat down in Soho, with my friend and a dog. it's great, but cold and theres lots of snow...and baby eating rats, lil scary but i think i can live.

Aug. 5th '81- Aug. 29th '04

Sat, 18 Sep 2004 22:45:14 GMT

Woke up sunday morning august 29th Rick's dead, and very blue.

R.I.P I miss you very much, we had so many good times. See you when I see you.

sleep

Sun, 11 Jul 2004 02:24:32 GMT

Vader's dead. going to New York city in a few weeks, won't be back anytime soon. lots and drinking. Lonely.

Him just fucking kill him, I don't care if it hurts. Make him cry like a women, no particlar women.
What a great love song

I'm gonna Rock!

Wed, 24 Mar 2004 00:11:38 GMT

Kansas, Blue Oyster Cult, Styx, and Peter Frampton May 30th.
Got me a job at the reef. I sold my soul.

And you should have seen the look on your face

Thu, 11 Mar 2004 20:53:10 GMT

And I guess that's what it takes
When comparing your bellyaches
And it's been a long time
Which agrees with this watch of mine
And I guess that I miss you, and I'm sorry
if I dissed you

new email.... appearentlyitsthewater@yahoo.com

shane i miss you.

FUD ~ASK ~Noir~ ...mother fucker.

Tue, 25 Nov 2003 12:31:12 GMT

Seattle is full of snobs, junkies, and a few good pugs. Vader is one of them.
I moved for all that don't know. West Seattle's a good thing, so far, my roommates on the other hand are not. Long story short. "I don't have a wife. But she says she's your wife... and that is why I want you to hang up right now."
I have no phone. If you'd like to chat email me.
I miss some of you <3

God loves Ugly, but not so much Seven's Travles

Olympia's most prefered "after hours" slut

Mon, 09 Jun 2003 18:00:59 GMT

Where does my boyfriend go after the bars are closed??? Her house!

Nothing....I wish I could go three months back in time... just three...and reject certin poeple before I gave them the chance to invade my life and shit on me.
It's ok, sleep at my house, wear my clothes, eat my food, drink my beer, smoke my cigs, call me up, fuck my boyfriend, tell me we're good friends, tell me they're shit and we're not... I'll give you a ride to work you stupid fucking cheap STD infested whore. Yeah right, acording to you it's... what did you said..."Hoes against bros"?
You stupid bitch don't ever classify us together.
"Fuck them!" you said...yup you sure did and thats where the problem comes in.
Sure, wear my clothes...then let my drunk boyfriend take them off you.
Maybe later on in return you can give me the chance to take the most important things you have and crush them... what the fuck am i talking about? Something that was "So Great" couldn't have been taken away from me...if it was great it wouldn't haven't happened in the first place. Nevermind. Thank you for showing me who my real friends are. Neither of you.

Tue, 08 Oct 2002 18:07:35 GMT

I am so tired. I have gotten no sleep in the past week due to a constent flow of people comming in or out. I go to bed at 2am, a few hours later orion stumbled in and then I wake up to people on my couch in the morning. When did this all start happening?!!
I went up to Seattle on Monday to go to the "Not in our Name" gathering in Oxadential Park... at the end of the day found my self in the pike place market with ronnnie and my mom...it was actually realy fun and not stressfull.
I'm at the point of whether or not I should stay in my appartment, or move into a house.
The Appartment is good, but costly...and the house means I could bring my dog, have more space, save $, and live with other people.
Are theses good things or bad things...i'm not sure yet...i want to stay and I want to go.Any ideas?

I got

Mon, 16 Sep 2002 18:13:48 GMT

I got a computer on my table. Now I will write...alittle bit. Thanks for not being my friend LAUREN.
WHERE'S THE LOVE? Oh...I forgot...it's non exsistent...you don't love anyone.

Roy the dog...I have a cat named Roy too.

Wed, 03 Jul 2002 20:40:11 GMT

My grandpa's a nut case. Today at lunch he decided to tell us that he could wipe his ass by himself now. Then when we got home he started to flick the fish bowl, just to let the fish know he was home...then he got pissed because the fish wasn't looking at him.
I'm glad Heather and I made a pact that when we can't wipe our own asses we're going to kill eachother.
Now I have to take his self titled dog out for a walk.

Wed, 03 Jul 2002 05:10:52 GMT

I hate people, the ignorant people. The people who don't know what they are talking about and that cant see outside their petty little worlds. The ones that don't listen, or don't care enough to.
Thoes people are all around, even Orion is like that with me. This wasn't even going to be about him, I was just going to bitch abotu bonnies mom but he's all i can think about right now. He's probably thrilled I'm gone and hasn't thought of me once, except the time where he's remembering when i'll be back and doesn't even want me home.
He says he just acts that way because he cares about me but he's not showing it, and I don't believe him. I really want to, but something in me is telling me that I shouldn't. I want to be able to trust him so much. I love that kid more then anything and I know he doesn't love me, which hurts but I guess I can understand. He's going to Canada or something and doesn't plan for me to be in his life in he near future, which again is ok but it still hurts. We moved in togethr just because of my situation, he's helped me out some much with everythign but it's just because he feels responsible, not because of me. I've gone way over my head this time and I have no idea how I'm going to get out of this one. I wish I didn't get attached or at least knew how he was going to feel. I can't blame because I was the one who fucked it up from the beginning but I didn't mean to. Throught this whole thing I've just wanted things to work and form him to be happy. I put up with him sayign so many shity things and I still stuck with it. Some times I'm not sure why because I think that i should stick up for myself, but then waking up next to him or falling asleep with him make it all seem worth it.

I'm so confused and hurt. I don't even know why. I want to go home so badly and just lay in my own bed and be held.