MAD ORDER

METH

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i walk among the planets

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check it out

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4-letter-words

2010-09-23T15:23:00.005-07:00

me: CANT IS A 4-LETTER WORD
me: so is love but you dont see me bitching
friend: haha nice, where you get that?
me: made it up
me: some girl
me: is like
me: hey
me: CANT IS A 4-LETTER WORD
me: as her status
friend: but what's the point of it?
me: exactly
me: saying you cannot do something is wrong?
me: uhhh
me: I cant fuckin fly
me: I cant
me: grow 2 more arms and be a superhero
me: uhhh
me: I cant look like shakespeare or jack the ripper on command
me: I cant deadlift 350 pounds
me: ...
me: these are all things I cant do
me: ...
me: her husbands name is mark
me: which I thought was hilarious
me: M-A-R-K
me: C-A-N-T
friend: i love it
me: four letter words are a KILLER

LOL

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me: ima go eat another bowl :P
me: BEE ARE BEE
friend: LAWL OHKAY
me: LOL AHM BACKK
me: LOL RU THEIR
me: LOL
me: LOL AARON
me: LOL
friend: LOL WUT R U DOEN
me: LOL NUTTIN HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAAH
friend: LOL SAME.
friend: IM BOREEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDD
me: heh we're very cool people

nickasaur

2010-09-23T15:23:00.001-07:00

friend: ever heard of nickasaur?
me: heh yeah
me: who's he
friend: heh he's a kid
friend: who's a pussy of the world
friend: he makes brilliant techno music
friend: but he doesnt wanna be signed
friend: nor does he want to take his shit into the studio
friend: and get it done
friend: he says he'll do a tour
friend: but he's too pussy to get people to help him
friend: and he loves God
friend: wtf.
me: nickasaur: on 60 seconds

That Quiet Thing Molly Must Be Stupid.

2010-09-23T15:22:00.011-07:00

(with respect to others love of dogs)

Every cat knows when you’re going to die. So they don’t waste time right now, knowing you’ll still be there later. Instead, they disappear all day, to times and places, discovering the galaxies and magicians of ancient and far-off, witnessing the exploding planet, the dying sun, seeing pharaohs and dinosaurs and vikings, creating their own worlds that they may watch burn to ash under their eyes, worshiped by a civilization as Gods. And at the end of the day, they come home and meow for food. Wanting to just be pet and held and loved, and holding the same fascination for string that humanity does in equal for flashing lights, gunpowder, and war.

Every bird knows where you’ll die, so they chirp and sing their song to make you stay with them, hoping to prolong your life and cheat the death, known inevitable. All the murders singing and following you to your demise, hang the blue-jays, but may they save you.

There’s only one fish. His name is Gus, and he is the only soul that all fish are. The fish knows how you’ll die, so he sits and does nothing to warn you. If you knew, it’s not like you could change it. Gus doesn’t know where or when you die. All he knows is how, and sees it every time you see his eyes. He thinks you’re better off not knowing.

And every dog knows when, where, and how they will die, but thinks you will live forever. So they take every pet and scratch behind the ears, forgives when you yell or step on their paws. They try to eat dinner with you, every night, no matter how many times you shoo them away or call them stupid. They just want to be a happy memory after they move on, because they think you’ll live forever. And no dog wants to be forgotten.

toms.com

2010-09-23T15:22:00.009-07:00

me: looks like a crappy shoe
friend: your mom's crappy shoe :P
friend: they're pretty durable
me: I wear boots that my dad had for like 10 years
friend: anything lasts long if you don't use them much heh
me: heh no shit
me: hence honey being edible after hundreds of years in egyptian tombs
me: these boots is worn
me: and durable
me: they should make shoes out of a human
me: humans are pretty durable
me: oh wait, that's called illegal
me: and murder probably
friend: heh well if they're already dead and they agree to be put into shoes that'd be awesome hahaha
friend: "i'm wearing bob!"
friend: "no way I got a pair of sue's yesterday"
me: more like
me: "bob? I just got a pair of TOMS!"

shoes

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her: you know what else doesn't make sense? shoes.
me: shoes make sense. they protect your feet.
her: my feet don't have enemies.

lazy sunday

2010-09-23T15:22:00.005-07:00

Friend: haha i need some food. i ran a mile
Friend: then played football
Me: heh me too
Me: gotta hit the gym
Friend: im beat
Me: damn. getting ripped up fucka. jog a mile. tackle fuckers. box out mike tyson and 6 kangaroo zombies. rape a dinosuar. fucked miley cyrus. had a steak laced with vaginas, and drank liquid metal, and you call that A LAZY MOTHERFUCKING MONDAY
Friend: WAIT TILL YOU GET TO THURSDAY
Me: AND LAZY SUNDAY. HOLY FUCK
Friend: hahaha i think that would be considered the best day ever

dinosaurs

2010-09-23T15:22:00.003-07:00

me: rawr
her: means i love you in dinosaur, lol
me: i guess a lot of dinosaurs love a lot of stuff xD
her: oh yes, they were the hippies of yestereon

gay computer

2010-09-23T15:22:00.001-07:00

me: the curse 'nuts' used to be used innocently.
me: but thinking about it
me: it's really just saying balls
friend: hahaha BALLZ
me: and that's not family friendly at all.
friend: n_n
friend: nuts
friend: ahh nuts
friend: heh
friend: ahh testicles
friend: dude my computer is being gay
me: heh you're the one talking about balls

queer

2010-09-23T15:21:00.004-07:00

friend: is owlcity gay?
friend: O_o
me: doubt it
me: 90 percent sure he aint
me: haha
friend: he sure tweets like a queer

steven & howard

2010-09-23T15:21:00.002-07:00

I murder to suppress my urges. Life without pain would be the real punishment.

Why does bad hate good?

Every angel sings songs that break hearts of those who have nothing… love and joy is vanity of the mirror. A demons pain is its own fault, but the angel prolongs their agony by taunting evil with good’s succession.

Why did you kill your mother?

Which mother?

Your mother.

Well, I have my mother and I have the mother that you want me to have, I need to know which one you’re talking about.

Beth Henderson.

Beth was abusive.

That’s it?

What, that isn’t good enough?

There are tons of abusive parents across the world, Steve. No one’s killed them.

You’re a part of humanity, you know that?

So are you Steve.

No, no, no, I stopped being part of society the second I decided not to be.

You said humanity.

Society, humanity, same thing. I’m an animal, just like everyone else. Or USED to be, they’re not anymore. Now they have rules and regulations and programs and medications and fucking assemblies and racial profiling to protect you from your animalism.

So your saying if you abuse an animalistic human, then he or she will murder you, feeling nothing, is that what you’re saying?

There are the kids you abuse who do nothing, that’s probably you and millions of other kids out there, there are the kids you abuse and they do something. Now that’s me and a couple hundred others, and then there’s the kids who you slap once in the face and you never hear from the guy who slapped ‘em again.

What’re you saying Steve?

What am I saying—I’m saying that you hit a baby duck, what’s the baby duck do? It cries and looks for it’s mama, you kick a dog, a little puppy dog in the nose and it cries, same with a human baby only with a human baby all you have to do to make it cry is wake it up when it doesn’t want to be awake. It cries, they all cry, but you travel all the way up to the arctic, up in the north pole or anywhere up there and you take one step onto the ground a baby polar bear lives near and you’re dead. You get your face torn off, you stepped on the polar bears land.

You’re the baby polar bear?

I’m the big polar bear, I’m grown up now. I used to be a duck and a puppy and a human. I used to be. Then I looked into the mirror one day after I came home from school, after I had spent all day letting angels mock me with their mirrors of love and joy, and guess what I saw Howie.

What’d you see Steve?

I saw a damn baby duckling Howie. I saw a baby. I wasn’t a baby, I was thirteen years old!

So you killed your mother?

I killed Beth because she was supposed to be my mama Howie, but she wasn’t my mother, my mommy, my care giver, my protector, none of that, Howie. I didn’t want to be part of this world, I knew I WASN’T a human, I was an animal.

Okay, so, you’re an animal, you’ve been abused, and now you’re… what, you were trying to protect yourself?

I didn’t try, I DID protect myself.

Okay, okay… let’s talk about Mary then.

Mary who?

Mary Smith, the babysitter.

Babysitter.

It was 1971, December 25th.

Well she wasn’t a babysitter she was just stupid, Howie, she was young.

Well Steve you were only 14. ’70, you kill your mother—

Beth, not my mother, FUCK her, she’s not—she’s no one, she’s not my mother.

Either way Steve, you kill Beth, big trial, insanity plea, house arrest, now you’re sitting there with this girl, this 19-year-old girl who was supposed to be taking care of you.

And.

Aaand, what?

And what what? She’s dead now, I don’t see what’s so damn hard about that.

Why though, what’d she do to you Steve? You had it good, insanity plea, no juvie Steve, why’d you do it?

Why, why, why, why, why, she was a bitch Howie, she didn’t like me, I didn’t like her. She stole from me Howard.

Stole from you?

Yeah, from me.

And you stole from her. Stole her life, her career, children, family.

She stole something from me, I stole something from her, and then everyone else wants to get involved in our personal issues Howie.

So if I were to pull a knife and stab you right here Steven, what would make it justified?

It’s karma man, it’s just KARMA, it’s what you need to justify everything. You do good things to get where you are? You do loving and kind gestures of peace to the elderly and hug your kids when you got a hangover and pray for your enemies? I don’t know but if I had to make a guess I’d say no. Every evil thing I’ve done is in response to evil, I don’t attack for no reason. Animals attack for no reason, but only sometimes, that’s the closest.

I don’t get it Steve.

You can’t afford to do anything evil Howie, you’re already gonna reign in Hell. All them church goers and lovers of God will go to serve in Heaven, and me, I’m nothing, neutral. You know what happens then? Not limbo, everyone thinks limbo, it’s not limbo.

What is it Steve?

A GOD, Howie, that’s what, a GOD. I’m a God. Not evil, not good, just in the middle, comprehension of the world and the humans disgusting filth of an existence.

Lemme know how that turns out Steve.

Goddammit I will.

god needs a cat

2010-09-23T15:21:00.000-07:00

JUDAS
You know what I don’t get?

NYACK
Yeah?

JUDAS
How the FUCK my life got like this.

NYACK
Yeah…

JUDAS
Nah… nah cousin you know what— I do get it man, that’s the fucking problem. It ain’t even my fault mostly man, it’s like, we born into the ghetto, taught to be ghetto. Then our whole lives we see society, we mock society we fucking tell society to suck our motherfucking dicks and then we do crime; drugs and murder, we make it our damn business to be a fucking MONSTER, since that’s what we’re learned to be, that’s what they told us we was man. We say FUCK SOCIETY, we hate people, stay anti-social monsters, do crime, don’t let nobody close, let our sociopathic natures become us, and we screaming “we monsters, we monsters, we motherFUCKING monsters” and you know what? We are monsters, and society treated us like they treat monsters. You wanna be an outcast, fuck it, you an outcast. Now everybody scared of us, scared of our PRIDE. Don’t respect us, don’t believe we human ‘cause we was screaming MONSTER our whole lives. And now man, we monsters. We outcasts. I ain’t happy. All monsters just wanna be left alone, but if I knew being alone with myself would let me know how fucked-up I was, I mighta just let them believe I was human.

NYACK
People don’t like monsters ‘cause we missing an important part of humanity brother, that’s why we monsters.

JUDAS
I hate people, I hate myself. Now what the fuck my life have to be like.

NYACK
You stay mad your whole life, grow old and bitter. Grab a bottle of whiskey, pack of smokes, and then you sit on the porch and talk to stupid little monsters who got the same problems you do, but just bitch and moan a whole lot more.

JUDAS
Yeah? How’s that working for you?

NYACK
Shit, that ain’t me. This is a patio.

Beat.

JUDAS
Maybe I need a fucking shrink or something.

NYACK
If you never wanted to be a devil than you shouldnt’ve tried to be a God.

JUDAS
I didn’t try to be a God, I tried to be alone, tried to get what I wanted.

NYACK
Jude, no one can be alone but God.

JUDAS
God ain’t alone, God don’t wanna be alone… he created man just so he wouldn’t be alone.

NYACK
God’s alone, and he wants to be alone. Made all of creation, creation turned it’s back on him, God realized humanity is flaw. That’s just the way it is.

JUDAS
God should’ve just bought a fucking cat.

NYACK
Yeah.