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[26 Jun 2002|06:37pm] Been quite a while, hasn't it? Well... I'm back, and ready to be greeted by your unyeilding apathy!! Allright, so, I gave up poetry... because, well, I don't think I was all that good, despite Donovan's praise. I ditched the goth friends. They bored me. Now I'm starting a death metal band. But it's not going too well. Nobody holding auditions seems to believe that a table can play guitar. But I can! Oh well. Oh yeah, and while I was away, I, uh, lit Tina on fire and burned her to death... and did some jail time. Not much, though, I just served for destruction of private property. -bt 3 comments|post comment

I've taken up Goth Poetry [10 Mar 2002|12:51pm] I've taken up writing goth poetry. It's a great way to release all my pent-up feelings. I call this one "My Soul". MY SOUL Tears of blood I cry for her Black on black Colors of my heart My soul is dead I feel it within The world is dark The world is cold Solitude, solitude Tears of blood I cry on and on Tear ducts opened By the blade The world is dead The world is bleak Solitude, solitude The blood flows out I cleanse myself My soul is dead The wasteland lives Within my heart And this one is called "Anger". ANGER I see it now I see it clearly I?m burning her alive I see her now I see her pain She screams, she screams Scream on, you whore Scream on, you bitch You took my life You made it hell I gave you love I gave you all You took my love You gave me pain So now pain is all I give you back You scream, you scream I hear you scream I love your screams They thrill me, excite me Scream, scream, you whore Scream all you like I enjoy your pain Your pain feeds my anger Anger is beautiful Anger is bliss I've been going to a lot of goth clubs lately. I met some people who share my views of the world (sans the whole "kill Tina" thing). Their names are Raven, Adrienne and Donovan. We're all going out tonight to hold a goth poetry writing session in a graveyard, which means I'll have more work tomorrow. -bt 1 comment|post comment

To hell with it all [05 Mar 2002|03:56pm] Life is a cruel bitch, and I'm sick of it. Just when things are great and Tina and I are getting along better than ever, I catch her getting it on with the writing desk! They've only had him a few months, she's a fucking child molester... nasty old china closet, I have no idea what I ever thought was so great about the bitch anyway, she has one big fat lard ass, and not in the good fat ass way. So, I'm in a bad mood. Gave one of the hobbit parents a nasty splinter in the bum earlier, and I tipped over a bench, knocking over the kids. They hit their heads on Tina, it was great. One made a nice dent in her door, too. I'm satisfied. She's crying like some stupid little girl, as if she regrets it. If she regrets it so much, why'd she do it in the first place? I'm gonna go do something violent now... I wonder what the family will think when they discover their table's mysteriously disappeared. post comment

[27 Feb 2002|09:01pm] [ mood | rigid ] Well, we had a dinner party today. I must say, I've got quite an ache in one of my benches, as one guest was quite on the obese side. And if I may add, I doubt he's got any sort of diet in mind, since he helped himself to about four times what a normal person would. Quite disgusting, really. I've got grease spots all over my table surface from that stupid pig. But, putting aside my anger, I must say that otherwise I've been quite happy. I'm thinking of proposing to Tina, actually, though I'm still just contemplating it. Otherwise, there are no developments in my life. You must understand, the life of a table and bench set is quite uneventful. Perhaps I'll update later... more on the Tina front, perhaps. I really want to spend the rest of my life with her... post comment

Hello there! [16 Feb 2002|08:11pm] [ mood | splintery ] Hi! I'm Bilbo's tree. You know, the tree that he made the goodbye speech under at his party? Yes, that's me! My, it's great to be here, and a pleasure to see everyone from the cast here - from Sauron to Gandalf to the Ring to my good old Bilbo himself! Now, though it may be true that I was cut down by that pompous jerk Saruman - and boy, did that hurt like a bitch - and I'm just a tree, and I'm in Middle-Earth where there are no phones, let alone computers and modems, I'm online and I've obtained a Live Journal! Since I was cut down, I've been turned into a dining room table and two matching benches. I've got a lustrous polished finish, and I'm currently dating a lovely china closet named Tina. Well, I'll get more into myself and my life later on... so, until then, farewell, my friends. post comment

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