I love you all.

Wed Jan 14
I’m oddly sort of proud.

I’m oddly sort of proud.

Sun Jan 11
  • TJ: Why are smart people naturally nocturnal?
  • *unicef hc: cows walk the earth during the day
  • *unicef hc: wolves come out at night
Sat Jan 10

Putting your faith in humanity is like hanging your balls on a table in a room full of drunk guys with hammers.

Only for art

  • sarsha09: when you guys go on tour, you guys can come here and we can have sex in a hotel. hehehe.
  • *** Auto-response sent to sarsha09: I am currently away from the computer.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: Ok.
  • sarsha09: i'd be sooo nervous to meet you though.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: Nah.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: You'd be okay.
  • sarsha09: okay, good.
  • sarsha09: i'm extremely shy.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: I'm shy too. I compensate by screaming and doing cartwheels.
  • sarsha09: lmao.
  • sarsha09: i'm sure i'd get comfortable with you though.
  • sarsha09: we can smoke too.
  • sarsha09: and then have sex.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: Ok.
  • sarsha09: but we aren't video taping that.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: Then no. I only fuck for art.
Fri Jan 9

I hate it when people don’t acknowledge that I

Am the greatest goddamn motherfucking person alive

Mon Jan 5
cwphoto: I can’t be very warm.  There isn’t a change in me.  There’s a cement wall. At least the cement wall has a set of tits.

cwphoto:

I can’t be very warm.  There isn’t a change in me.  There’s a cement wall.

At least the cement wall has a set of tits.

Sat Jan 3

Fucker

  • TJ: Bought the pricey version of your fullcolor fuckfest of intense mindfuckery Peanutbutter boy.
  • ***: "Cody" signed off at Sat Jan 03 05:21:35 2009.
Fri Jan 2

s l e e p i n g

My face is a wire
You cannot cross
You won my heart
But that’s your loss
You are not me
I am not you
We’re both ourselves
After a review
Of the sky above
It’s turning black
And I’m carving roses
On the back
Of the girl I met
In an old drug store
A place I remembered
From before
The bees all came
Chocolate like your eyes
And stung us to death
For our sordid lies
And there we fell
And there we wept
And there in silence
We all slept

  • ytinirt3trinity: I hope you emerge from Cody's insane crack-laden idea of a road trip as a completely new butterfly recently emerged from his shell.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: Meh
  • ytinirt3trinity: Tiny little butterfly TJ all beautiful in his newfound splendor.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: Fuck.
  • THEREISNOTERROJA: You.
Thu Jan 1

REMEMBER THIS, TJ:

“What pisses me off is that they know jack and shit about fuck all.”

Years, like the ouroboros, are forever eating their own tale. January is being eternally devoured by December and December is eternally devouring January and the circle never shrinks, widens or closes. The cyclic nature of it is like a punch to my guts, a solid kick delivered to my ribs. I feel out of breath and spiritually drained by the beginning of another year. It’s just a white line on a circular track, and we run the same race over and over again until we fall down and cannot run anymore. The finish line and the starting line are the same and repetition is the name of the game.

Years, like the ouroboros, are forever eating their own tale. January is being eternally devoured by December and December is eternally devouring January and the circle never shrinks, widens or closes.

The cyclic nature of it is like a punch to my guts, a solid kick delivered to my ribs. I feel out of breath and spiritually drained by the beginning of another year. It’s just a white line on a circular track, and we run the same race over and over again until we fall down and cannot run anymore.

The finish line and the starting line are the same and repetition is the name of the game.

Sat Dec 27

Cody Cannot Handle the Truth

All movies are remakes of BACK TO THE FUTURE, even the ones made before BACK TO THE FUTURE.

Fri Dec 26

Someone sent me this

In 1987 my best friend died in my arms while i was trying to revive him- I was 15 years old at the time. It was on a sunday (Dec. 20th 1987) and we were in his car driving down the street when he suddenly stopped (ironically in front of a church that was letting out). He stopped and just said “Oh shit” then his eyes rolled back into his head. This is a long story- and still I cant find the strength to tell all the details. His foot let off the brake and we started to roll down the street. I quickly responded by putting the car in park. I shouted at him to wake up but with no response. Pulled him out of the car and attempted mouth to mouth resesitation. Shouting obscenities after each breath i took into his mouth the mass of church goers kept telling me to stop taking the lords name in vain while trying to revive my friend. I didnt listen and or care who heard me- my friend was dieing and emotions were high. Paramedics came (what seemed like an eternity later) and took over. They rushed him to the hospital and was pronounced dead. The doctors tell me that he died from a blood clot to the brain and there was nothing that could have been done unless he was taken into the hospital moments before the clot occured. Even if he survived most likely he would have suffered massive lack of oxygen to the brain and would have been mentally disabled the rest of his life. But……….
Thats just what they tell me. What if i had done something wrong? Did I know how to give mouth to mouth at 15 — no. I’ve seen it on TV and figured id pinch his nose and breath into his mouth and he’d jump up and say ‘Holy crap, thanks dude!’ Did I do something wrong? Was he just choking on something and I made it worse and ended up killing him. Or…..well I could go on. To this day - no one will tell me the whole truth of what happened to my friend. Which leads me to believe that I must have done something wrong. Ill probably never know. Ultimately and sadly I have beaten myself up emotionally (and physically) about this.
Then 10 years later in 1997 - my father and all 4 of my grandparents past away. All within 4 months of each other.

* * *

Jesus fucking Christ.

Mon Dec 22
HAHA!

HAHA!