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now, children...are you listening carefully? okay, then i'll begin... [Jun. 13th, 2004|06:54 pm]
[Current Mood |sad, accomplished, curious]
[Current Music |Baz Luhrmann - Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)]

so, i got measured today (fully body length, you sick-minded, gutless bastards) and i'm 5'11 and 1/2 with shoes off. and considering i measured at 5'10 like two months ago, that's pretty wild. i saw the 2004 MTV Movie Awards the other night, it was pretty cool shit. well, at least the music performances. Beastie Boys, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, D12...c'mon, it had to be good, that was the best set of music performances MTV has had on an awards show in at least five years. so, OGrantals (pronounced oh-gee-rant-als) should be here in about an hour...taking my baby from me, that bastard. don't call me a chatterbox, but i hear he's got syphillis...JICK!
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The Piper at the Gates of Dawn [Jun. 9th, 2004|08:06 pm]
[Current Mood | discontent]
[Current Music |Ambulance Ltd]

Man, this journal sucks. And so does trying to binge when you have no money. Oh, well. I finally bought/saw Pink Floyd The Wall. Great, although I highly suggest watching it when you are NOT sober. I've noticed that my song writing/practicing is being taking away by my drug addiction(s). I haven't written a lyrical song in at least three months. I'm trying to get back on it, write some new shit, not coming along very well, though. I should probably just lock myself in a room with a guitar, a recording device, two juices of kb, and a notebook...ha, that'd be sweet. I'm suppose to be going up to the school to see what's up with summer school tomorrow...considering I got expelled, I don't know if they're going to let me or not, but, I could give a fuck less, it starts next monday, and my drug induced trip to New Orleans is this saturday. it's a fucken tightrope.
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well, i'm phucking fdrunk [Jun. 3rd, 2004|11:22 pm]
sorry bwhoires. haven't iupdagted in a pucking while. well, heere i am. in the wqhiteboyt musklcle shirt. yeah, muy gatass in a puchkinh musc,el shitretr.yb oh ,well. i am. here's to it.
man, i don't know i dfon'tb fuckjing know i jusyt do't fuckingdon't. help me ouyt man i am just the asame as hius majewsaty. pleae, be hponest. i love to make it soud full runt. help me out, i
'll cheick yta tojut. well. hgrant is my bew ikkin. he's cool as hsit man. granyt helpas me yhrou the hard times. this entrety ois to you grant. shit borthe,r i'll holalr back. my litl ew is runintg, later@@@@@@@@2

Xavwr YTaylor Marshal
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still of the night, and nothing to fucking do [May. 20th, 2004|02:25 am]
[Current Mood | sleepy]
[Current Music |X-Files Dialogue]

FUCKING BULLSHIT ASS SURVEY...eh, time consuming. yet fun, nonetheless.

01. Full Birth Name: Xaver Taylor Amadeus Mitchell Marshall
02. Hair Colour: brown
03. Eye Color: brown
04. Height Currently: 5'10
05. Glasses/contacts: nope
06. Siblings: one full sister, three half brothers
07. Siblings Age: 10, 29, 33, 38
08. Location: hauss
09. College Plans: UNIVERSITY OF MEMPHIS
10. Any Piercing: left ear, although healed up.

SOCIAL LIFE
00. Best Friend: mary tyler moore
01. Good Friends: this already time consuming.
02. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: i'm a whore, no time for relationships
03. Current Crush: LB
04. Hobbies: everything anyone does and/or doesn't do
07. What Type Automobile Do You Drive: 2004 New Balance 475(s)
08. Are You Timely Or Always Late: middle of the road
09. Do You Have A Job: hell no.
10. Do You Like Being Around People: that's too open of a question. what people? and where?

STUFF
01. Have you ever loved someone you had no chance with: always
02. Have You Ever Cried Over Something Someone of The Opposite Sex Did: no
03. Do You Have A "Type" Of Person You Always Go After: hm...good question to which not even i know the answer.
04. Want Someone You Don't Have Right Now: yes
05. Ever "Liked" a close Guy/Girl Friend: yes
06. Are You Lonely Right Now: i'm tired right now, how much longer is this thing?
07. Ever Afraid You'll Never Get Married: nah. marriage is a bad thing anyhow.
08. Do You Want To Get Married: sooner or later.
09. Do You Want Kids: spawns? sure.

PEOPLE
Who Do You Think Of When you Hear These Names:
Shawn/Sean: nothing.
Steve: from blue's clues!
Pat: that chick, or wait, dude from those SNL
Bobby: the average everyday dude.
Jessica: mixed signals.
Elizabeth: queen?

FAVORITE
01. Room In house: den.
02. Type of music: would say all, but that's too typical. so, none.
03. Song: TURNING POINT (????)
04. Memory: fresh springs of the shenandoah valley
05. Day Of The Week: Friday
06. Color: i like i every color. i'm a meloncholic happy person!
07. Perfume Or Cologne: adidas...eh, fuck i don't know.
08. Flower: forget-me-nots (name sounds cool)
09. Month: May
10. Season: fall
11. Place to be kissed: neck, lips, and the yoo-hoo
12. Location for dates: insurance dealer

IN THE LAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU:
01. Cried: yes, from fucking staying up all day and going absolutely insane!
02. Bought Something: nah
03. Gotten Sick: no
04. Sang: yes
05. Said I Love You: sure. i'm a whore, remember?
06. Wanted To Tell Someone You Loved them, But Didn't: no
07. Met Someone New: no
08. Moved On: no
09. Talked To Someone: yes
10. Had A Serious Talk: yes
11. Missed Someone: yes
12. Hugged Someone: yes
13. Kissed Someone: mey-be
14. Fought With Your Parents: yes
15. Dreamed About Someone You Can't Be With: yes
16. Had a lot of sleep: yes
17. Wanted This Survey To Be Over: no way, this survey is my friend.
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bitch nigga, you can neva eva, eva eva... [May. 19th, 2004|06:21 pm]
[Current Mood | irritated]
[Current Music |Fantomas - The Godfather]

get on my level hos.

ha, yeah, so, i'm here to take up people's time. which they totally deserve if they're retarded enough to read something written by me, anyhow. jick!
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