What is so fun about Peace, Love, And Understanding?

4:43am: fly away you lesbian seagull!
Damn it. People sleep too much. I wish I could wake Coupee up. But it Is not Six thirty yet. Oh well. about two more hours of complete and utter silence. Yay! not really. Thoughts of hurt and hate are running through my mind Like antelope struggling to get away from the ferocious predator; The Incredible Hulk. OR Godzilla OR Some fictional character that is at least twice my size, and green of course. Woo hoo! Some random repeat of some random show that I will never even watch! Heck Yeah!

Coupee MUST die. He called me a redneck earlier.... That son of a bitch.

Anyways.... Put some hot sauce in my burrito baby.... or if you want you can goto perfectmatch.com and check out my crackheaded profile......... Ahhh forget it. I will just post it later,

-aaron....

4:38am: whatever.
Sitting alone in the corner of a mirror.
Watching myself as an abstract illusion.
Now I have really lost my mind.

People often stare for hours.
Gazing at my delusion.
Oh how they have been so kind.

To Fuel my attention hungry ways.
Let loose some strays.
They havn't eaten for days.
They could have died a million other ways.

But I am the push that caught all of the impact.
As everyone watched as I got bitch smacked.

Sat And wondered what had just happened.
Not really sure what to think anymore.
Beliefs are gone, and trust is just something to explore.

People signing out and signing on.
Cutting their wrists.
Getting blood upon the floor.

Stained forever is everything you know.
you masterbate so much your room is starting to glow.

No purpose, none what so ever.
Just another rebel without a cause.
Wait, what is that?
Should I stop to take a pause?

Looking at me as if I know all the answers to your drunken actions.
Excuse me, but It wasn't my turn to babysit you.
But I will take the responsibility to send you to your room.
no better yet, grab that fucking broom.

Go up to the top.
clean it all up.
If you have to grab the mop.

Just hide all the evidence of your own suicide.
15 hooker gang bang.
No surprises left to hide.
cause all 15 hookers have already died.