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Friday, November 16th, 2007
5:36 am	What Do You Do? What do you do when you see someone who has an obvious plea for help, but if you did what you could, it would only make things worse for yourself? What do you do with such a cry when you know you can reach out to help, but someone will knock their hand outta yours? What do you do when they need a hug, but the hug would make things worse for them? What do you do when you see their pain and feel every inch of it, but there is no way for you to alleviate it? What do you do when emotional safety and emotional destruction are in the same room? What do you do when you see pain on their face and you know you can't wipe that frown and those tears away? What do i do? i turn into fucking Captain America. Ka-Boom, Yo. 3d Current Music: STP-Silvergun Superman (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 30th, 2007
6:06 am	Nu site Below is a link to my other profile on Associated Content, where i spew forth truth and thoughts from every orifice. (Comment on this)
Saturday, October 27th, 2007
12:38 pm	This is my fisrt original article for this site, Associated Content. i Just sucked down one cup o' Joe, lit a Winston, and am about to get my second cup. So, while being an avid user of Myspace, mainly for trying to promote my online comic as well as my printed comics, i've grow to hate and despise everything the site has become and done to the people who use it. Thirty years ago, if one were lonely and looking for companionship, all one would have needed to do was to walk or drive to the nearest mall/drive-in/bar and search out like minded people in the establishment. Coffee bars would be great for this now, seeing as most people looking for friendship are generally under the age of 21. The only problem is that nowadays, when walks into a coffee bar, there is almost no one talking to one another (aside from patrons who walked in together) and their usually on a computer, typing awayon either a project (legit use of time) or a networking site or instant messanger, stealing genuine human interaction from the human organisms residing in our loathsome country. i say "Our Loathsome Country" b/c i generally have a problem with both our society and our government, and Myspace isn't helping. A society requires true human interaction. A functioning society, anyway. Here we are, first decade of a new and exciting, if not scary, millenium, and most younger people spend their time chatting away on their computers instead of going out into the world and finding all the interesting adventures it has to offer. Especially in our controversial and weary times. Although it is a good thing to find like minded people to express ideas with, doing it in person allows for wider spread, through word of mouth, and incites actions. But i don't see that. i read Myspace Bulletins talking about boredom and wanting to go out into this world, but no actions to follow through. i, myself prefer actions rather than meaningless conversations about being boredom and self imposed isolation. Especially when the isolation isn't so wanted. iT's turning people agoriphobic. That took some time to write out, agorophbic. Mainly b/c i should probably be sleeping right now. All Hail The Lords Of iNsomnia! Dating has suffered horribly, too. There have been numerous times where my friends have been in long distance relationships for YEARS. Fucking YEARS! And met the person on the other end of the line once or twice. This distrubs me. Greatly. Dating is another thing which requires face to face interaction, but that rule apparently went right out the fuckin' window in the mid-Nineties. Thank you, internet. iT used to be a thing you would hear about nerds with no life doing almost exclusively. Or people with odd mental problems. Now, almost everyone does it and it drives me nuts. Hell, i know i'm guilty of it. And there isn't a day where i look back and shake my head thinking 'God, why was i so retarded?' This trend will probably continue until it's legal to marry over the telephone, or worse, Myspace, thus shoving out the idea of chemistry and actual relationships entirely. Which is horrible. iT really is. i know that both times i did this, it ended very, very badly, with the first attempt ending withmy sprint to my car in fear for my life. Not kidding on that note. This then leads to our teenagers. Oh, what a shame it is to be a teenager these days. These kids now have so little going for them. Public education is shooting down the toilet at an alarming speed. Pop culture has raped every subculture on the fuckin' planet, producing a very ugly baby. Uglier than the Seventies, and that was one ugly decade. Myspace just enforces these things, helping these kids lose whatever chances they had at actually making a difference in the world by engufling them in gossip and bullshit drama. Very few kids have i seen or met that actually have original ideas that would KiLL the pop culture monster before them, but with everything being raped or gossiped to death, they stand little chance of being noticed. What else is alarming is simply browsing Myspace and findling all the hip-pop zombies that have been created by MTV and BET. Watching either for more than ten seconds starts dropping ones i.q. at an exponential rate, which is why i stick with cartoons. But that's off topic. These kids have no where to go to actually learn about their world, especially when they sit on Myspace all day looking for other kids who share all the 'Alt Culture' ideas they do. Speaking of which, Myspace has helped kill Alternative Cultures and bring their bloody, mangled corpses into the light of the mainstream monster. No longer are raver, goth, punk rock, indy, or, and i hate myself for this, emo even looked at as taboo or hush-hush. They've glorified them, copied them to their own blank palettes and turned them into common whores, just like MTV did with both Rap and Rock. iT's sad. And scary. What's left? The angry people. The people who are generally angry with the way the world is turning on it's axis of marketing and want to blow it down like the straw hut. Nothing's sacred anymore. Myspace took it, raped it, and turned it out. My name is 3d Graffiti and i am the Big, Bad Wolf. myspace.com/fyreboidesigns Current Music: The singing of the microwave and dogs gnawing on my defective head meat. Current Mood: irate Current Music: (hed) pe-Suffa (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 16th, 2007
10:32 pm	Fuckin' group dynamics. God, i fucking hate the mall. Y'know, it used to be that i'd go, be amongst me homies, have laughs and be merry. That was last year. When everyone still felt the love. When we were all truly friends. Most of all, i fit in. That was most important for me. To be accepted and have ppl that actually wanted me around. Now, it's no longer the case. Everyone holds grudges against everyone else. No one gets along anymore. So much hate spread over such a short time span of a year. What happened? Was it something that went down while i was away? Was it my absence? No. Nothing happened. Nothing except growing up and giving in. And still, i refuse to give in to the monsters that destroy the ppl around me. But, their monsters are killing me. B/c i watch what happens. That, coupled with the fact that no one cares whether or not i'm there (minus a select few ppl), i've made my decision. i'M not going to the mall anymore. 3d (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 9th, 2007
2:58 pm	i feel like i just shat broken glass. Wiping made it worse. This past Thursday, i met a man at BAM, who, for some odd reason, seemed to be secretly demanding that i stab him in the balls with a rusty butterknife. Never saying his silent plea out loud, thus making a silent plea, started talking comic books with me. Now, i'm fun to talk comics with, as long as you're not an asshole. Which means DC fan. But, no, he was an asshole and NOT a DC fan, which boggled my mind. The main thing he kept going on about was how fucked up it is that kids are reading manga way more than american comics now, which, to a certain degree, i can dig. But not that much. Not to the point where you're not willing to at least try to read Lone Wolf and Cub. No, this guy was simply demanding that i stab him, and i'm wishing i had. He hates manga AND American comics. Both Marvel and DC, plus not wanting to read Dark Horse or iMage. But he reads Sonic. Fucking Sonic. Just that. Nothing else. Why does this irritate me, you ask? He didn't know who Frank Miller was. Didn't read Sin City. When someone sez they like underground or nonmainstream comics, they tend to read Frank's work, or Warren's or Garth's. He kept arguing over the manga until i simply walked away from him. iF i ever see him again, i wanna shove a coffee maker right up his ass. i'M just tired of being out all the time. God, i need me a job so i can get a place and hide from the wretches of humanity. Fuck. 3d Current Music: Grits-My life be like (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 2nd, 2007
4:28 pm	Had a conversation about it last nite with someone very special to me. And, as it turns out, poetic irony is fucking hilarious. iT truly is. Let's start at the beginning, shall we? Yes, we shall. Friday: iN my on going quest to get laid, i got asked out by an easy girl who's been known for lots of heartbreak named Kate. My crew was not at all pleased with my decision to say yes, and to tell the truth, neither was i. Seeing as Kate is FAR too young and known greatly for being a bit slutty, i kinda wanted to punch my self, but, not being a glutton for pain, i did not. i have The Duck Assassin for that. And he hits a lot harder. Needless to say, i did not get the booty. Saturday: Getting up very early and going to the mall, i spent the majority of the day with this newfound girlfriend, not enjoying it one bit. She ended up getting high and irritating the ever living shit outta Our Main Hero. i wanted to deck her, but, being a master of disguises, i let on to no one. Except Erica. She always knows when somethin's up with me. Kinda odd, seeing as i don't spend much time around her. Anyway, again, no booty. And had i gotten any, i'm sure my homies woulda hit me again that day. So, she left, and the day went from irritating to slightly depressing. i had made the decision to break it off with her that nite, fairly early in the night. So, i killed sometime till it was time to hit the park. The park was crowded and, again, irritating. Whenever i go to the park, no one seems to wanna spend anytime with me, aside from Dyl and George. Send George love. He needs. BUT a few of us core rats went to Wally World afterward, just to fuck off some more. i must admit i like going to Wal Mart much better than the park. Not so many ppl and they actually acknowledge me there. Woot. Justin acted like a dumbass, with fun results. i played MGS against everyone and took out at least four ppl. iT was fun for me. And i know JJ is rooting for me. Haha. Anyway, everyone starts heading out, leaving me and Crystal, aka Mini-Satan at Wal Mart. She's number six on my friends. This girl has captured my attention and fucking HELD iT. Tough thing to do. Anyway, not going into details or anything, she reassured my hopes of going out with her. Which makes my heart jump. Woot. Haha! Sunday: Break up with Kate and open up my mail box to something i was eventually expecting. But not at all wanting. Former girlfriend/psycho hose beast Anita informs me she broke up with the guy she left me for and tells me she feels alone and empty. Knowing her, she's trying to get back with me. Oh well. She burned that bridge a year ago. But here's the irony part: All this happens AFTER i get a girlfriend for the first time in months. i think it's fucking hilarious. i love it. Gimme your thoughts, homies. 3d (Comment on this)
Saturday, August 18th, 2007
3:11 am	i see this and i have answers to the questions it asks. Read the main verse below, then continue on to hear my answers and thoughts. Why do we sleep in church, But stay awake through a 2 hour movie? Why is it so hard to talk about God, but so easy to talk about sex? Why are we so bored when we look at a Christian magazine, but find it easy to read Playboy? Why is it so easy to ignore a Godly myspace message, Yet we repost the nasty ones? Why are churches getting smaller, But bars and clubs are growing? Why can we remember all the lyrics to our favorite song's, but can't remember more than 5 verses in the Bible? Why can we stay up all night talking to our friend's on the phone or text messaging, but can't spend 10 minutes talking with God? Think about it, are you going to repost this? Are you going to ignore it, cause you think you'll get laughed at? Repost this as "Don't read if you're immature...seriously" 80 % of you wont repost this. The Lord said: "If you deny me in front of your friends I will deny you in front of my father" *le sigh* i'M tired of seeing this one, so i decided to break it down. Most ppl don't know this, but i AM a Christian, i just don't act like the general perception of a Christian. i don't have to. None of us really do. Christianity is actually surrounded by so much hate that it's sickening. Literally makes me want to walk into the Southern Baptist Convention (even though i'm never allowed in again) and vomit repeatedly over myself and crowd surf. Yay for disgusting thoughts and the things that drive them. The Church, in any form or branch, not just Catholic, is driven by sheer hatred. Doin' believe me? i got kicked out oif the SBC b/c i spoke up for gay rights in the Church. Churches part of the SBC will not allow gay members. WTF? God and The Church are so hard to talk about now b/c of the Information Age. Word is finally getting around about all the horrible things the Church has endorsed or ignored and it's causing ppl to lose what little faith they have left. Remember a few years ago when the priests got busted for molesting children? Or how they ignored the Holocaust b/c the Jewish ppl were heathens? i do. i don't have faith in the Church, though i do in God, but i don't preach b/c everyone has their own way of finding God. Religion requires trust. The Church has lost that trust. A lotta ppl connect that trust in the Church to the trust in God. Men are fallible. God is not. i'M not telling you what believe, just my thoughts on it. This article has answered all these questions, though not all directly. And i dare you to repost this. i double dare ya, mutha fucka. My name is 3d Graffiti and i fucking hate these religious bulletins. myspace.com/fyreboidesigns Current Music: My brain falling apart at the seams. (Comment on this)
Monday, July 16th, 2007
2:16 pm	Hanza has made me even awesomer!!!! While standing over her with the light behind me, Hanza said i look like a ghetto Jesus. Wearing a South Pole shirt and black cut-off work shorts, i suddenly had a revelation: i'D have the ability to turn water into beer. i'D go to Chik-Fil-A, ask for a cup of water, then turn it into Guiness. Along with the ice cubes. And to really fuck with ppl, i'd bless the Coke machines so that all the soda within would also be beer. Dark beer for Coke, Dr. Pepper, and Diet Coke. At the same time turning the lighter colored sodas into lighter colored beers. The mallrats would be scrambling for money. Then, Hanza had a great idea: Turn the stuffy vendors into cigarette machines. But then ppl would break into them and steal them all. Magic 3d Jesus. How awesome would that be? 3d Current Music: House Of Pain-Jump Around (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 19th, 2007
12:28 pm	The Brown Eyed Girl To That brown eyed girl Who rocks my world Who makes my head swim God... Everytime i see those beautiful brown eyes Everytime... All i can think of is a chance Just one chance To save my life From the paths of loneliness From the path of righteousness To the path of happiness Since we first crossed paths You fill my head a thousand times inna day Reminding of the beautiful things in our world The duckies The greatness of SoBe And the potentials of my life To be without any harsh strife A la di da di To that one brown eyed girl You stole my heart Never meant for another iT belongs to you Only you Never for another All i need is that chance Yeah. i suck at poetry. 3d (Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 29th, 2007
2:58 am	Dames to kill for... Life is pretty confusing sometimes. With some things more than others. Like love. That's pretty damn confusing if you ask me. i mean, we fall in love, mostly to get our hearts shattered after a period of enjoying the feelings and the rushes. Best high ever, but it also has the biggest drop offs, too. Speaking from personal experience, though, i have to say it's the most addicting thing i've ever seen. People kill themselves without love. We all need it, in one way or another. i generally get mine all from myself. i love me so much. i rock my socks. Other people aren't so lucky. But it's oh so confusing when it comes to other people. Finding the right person. Holding on to them. All a matter of willpower. i got a thing for the dames. They drive me bonkers, but i'd rather be surrounded by a bunch of broads than much anything else. Not for sex, either. Sex is of little importance to me, as i can still masturbate. Woot for slamming the chicken. iT kills me at the same time, though. So many dames, so few that love me back. i'M faithful to my girlfriend (whoever she may be at any point in time, i can barely hold onto one for longer than a month and a half now for some reason) and it's gonna stay that way, dammit. Gotta respect dames. Only way to live. The ones that love me back usually don't after a while. Kinda funny since imma nice guy and, yes, we finish last. Cuz we take our time. No rushin' around, from broad to broad, just tryin' to get between her legs. That's disgusting and we know it. So, we don't do it. Know why i'm goin' on? Cuz i love too many dames at one time. iT's crazy, but then, all broads are. Ashley. Hannah. Baylee. Meredith. Lindz. Kinda makes me wanna quit it for a while. But, then, they're all dames to kill for. All five of 'em. i'M with Ash, but i wanna be with the others, too. Especially Hanza and Bay. Can't tell you why. Ain't got enough pieces of the puzzle to see the big picture yet. Damn crazy heart o' mine. Can't make up it's damn mind. 3d Current Music: The Servant- Cells (Comment on this)
Friday, May 25th, 2007
1:20 pm	Late Update Current Music: Tech N9ne-Caribou Lou (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007
4:41 pm	Heroes For Hire #13 Generally, i love a good controversy. Anyone who reads these editorials knows that for a fact. And pretty much everyone knows how irritable i am without the majik of cigarettes, so this one will probably be extra harsh. This image is an offense to the industry. "Tentacle rape", generally reserved for the more sickening and disturbing hentai videos, has invaded Marvel Comics. Whether or not you agree, this image simply fuels the fire that demotes and abuses women in mainstream comics. See Black Cat? Remember back in the eighties when all she did was swoon over Spidey and kick ass? Now, since apparently it's a must, Felicia Hardy, aka Black Cat, is a rape survivor and now has alien jizz on her boobies. WTF, mate!?! Since when does a powerful female character need for some shit like that to happen to her? Some years back, DC did the Identity Crisis series, which was incredible, as it was one of the few times rape was ever used in DC. Not to mention the story itself was fucking amazing and the ending was mind blowing. But really, have you ever heard of Wonder Woman getting raped? Not me. But Marvel keeps raping it's female characters, supposedly making them stronger characters, but i fail to see how. This cover image is going way too far. This series is aimed at young teen boys, from 12 to 15. My little homie Xylan shouldn't be seein' this kinda thing when he walks into Acme Comics. Hell, even straight porn comics can't get away with this kinda cover. This is the image sold to comic audiences around the country. Women as objects. For nothing but sex to sell the damn book. This is sickening. This is disgusting. This makes me angry as hell. And this is the image of women in mainstream comics. My name is 3d Graffiti and i fucking hate the world. Current Mood: pissed off Current Music: Linkin Park- Part Of Me (Comment on this)
Sunday, May 20th, 2007
4:02 am	3d VS The Devil Oh the devil has come to play i needa weapon To join this deadly fray The game is never mine For he cheats every fuckin' time i wish i could stop him i wish i could But nothing i do will end him Since he's the devil Leaves one to wonder What happens when the devil dies? To Hell, like before Or back to where Gabrial flies Stuck in this damn cycle Of losing to an unyielding fiend i can't stand it anymore i want him to die He never takes me, the dove He never takes his counter He only takes those i love Nothing but darkness for me i suck at poems. 3d Current Mood: tired Current Music: Twiztid-Darkness (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 18th, 2007
3:17 am	The Meadow I don't ask why, I just fall into the meadow I close my eyes , and wait to die Yes, I am a liar Yes, I am a sinner Please forgive my broken soul But I've got nowhere else to go They made the world so hard If I had somewhere else to go I could be a star like you Special like you A star like you Special like you And all those picture frames surround you I saw you in France All those busters hang around you I asked you to dance I can't take you home tonight No, I can't be your man I know why you here tonight You in a fight with your man But I've got nowhere else to go Current Mood: depressed Current Music: (hed) pe-The Meadow (Comment on this)
Monday, March 26th, 2007
9:24 pm	Have you ever? Have you ever just looked at everything around you, all the buildings, the people, the situations, and the world in general and said to yourself "i just wanna walk off w/o telling anyone." Ever done that? i find myself doing it sometimes. i know why, too, i think. Least, i'm pretty sure i know why. Not absolutely positive, though. Not with that. But more or less, i figure it has to do with the way things are going for me right now. i mean, it's all cool 'n' stuff, but sometimes, i just wanna walk somewhere nu. Somewhere that i've seen in my dreams that probably doesn't exist in this reality anymore. A place w/o hate, depression, drama, or cancer. Where no one will talk about you behind you're back, call you a hurtful name, or knock you over without any thought of it. Little towns like in the movies. That's where i wanna live. Where i can sit on the porch, fiddle with a git-box for hours on ed w/o playin' a coherent song, laugh with the homies, drink good irish beer, start a bar fight w/o fear that some dummy is gonna stab my black ass, and smoke all day w/o coughing up a lung. i'M pretty tormented. By the world at large and lack of such a place as i have described. i haven't cried in a really long time. Las time i cried, i do believe i truly lost my innocence. Not my virginity, no, that doesn't equal innocence. Last time i cried, i bawl. i was betrayed and i still don't understand why. iT was by a woman. One that i loved. i did. Even after she done what she done, but it just wasn't the same. i can't look at her picture now. Not w/o wanting to ask why. i know even i asked her, i'd never get a good enough answer. iT's been a year now. Still hurts when i think about it. i see all these kids around me. i kinda doubt some of them will ever get to the same kinda mind set i'm in. Juice is the only guy i know who's got it dead on. 'course, the pair of us got a lot more in common than most of these kids. On a lotta different levels. iT doesn't upset me that the 'rats won't ever see things the way i do, except for Juice and maybe Joe. Weird that it works out like that, huh? Have you ever wanted one thing in your life more than anything in the world that actually has nothing to do with yourself directly? i do. i have for a very long time. i want everyone else to be as calm and...iunno...happy? As i am. iS that the word i wanna use here? Am i really all that happy? Yeah, i am. i think i finally am happy as i was before i lost my tears. Before i felt real pain. Before i wanted to leave Earth on a cosmic journey. i know who's responsible for it, too. Bunch o' people. Friends that have quickly turn into family for me. The 'rats who show their love for me and everyone else. Few in particular. Mel. Hannah. Joe. Juice. Dylan. Graham (yes, Graham, too). i think about these people i got around me now and i don't wanna walk away from them. i did it once, which was a huge mistake. Even if most of them will never see what really goes on in my headmeaties of tasteyness. i love them all. And i don't wanna leave it. Still want that little town for us all to live in, though. 3d Current Mood: relaxed Current Music: Everlast-White Trash Beautiful (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, March 24th, 2007
4:11 am	Everybody gonn' die!!! 1) List 20 things that you want to say to people, but never will. 2) Don't say who they are. 3) Never discuss it again. 1. Sometimes, i wonder why i still hang out with you. 2. Don't be hatin' w/o tellin' nobody, yo. 3. SPEAK YOU'RE MiND!!!! 4. Wanna cookie? 5. i can't believe you'd go and do some low down shit like fuck her boifriend. Ho. 6. You look damn good naked. 7. i think someone needs a hug. 8. You know, if you don't like things as they are, change 'em. iT's easier than it seems. Just kick ass. 9. You're eighteen years old, you don't know shit about shit and pull up you're pants. 10. Ha ha. You're stuck with her. 11. Stop frettin' 'bout this that and the other. They'll fuck up on their own and you can only drive them away by tryin' to protect them. 12. You're waaaaaaay too clingy and that's why i broke up with you. Weirdo. 13. Why can't any of you people see that i'm bigger than the image you associate with me? 14. i no longer have a problem with you. i just wanna be left alone for a decade from the lot of you. 15. You're blind and you don't wanna do a damn thing about it. 16. i'M here for when you need me, homie. Just ask for my help. 17. Things'll be cool. Just chillax, yo. 18. i have a lotta admiration for how brave you are with the current situation. i commend you. 19. Think i can't understand it all? Try me. 20. The world isn't as complicated as you make it. Let go of the thoughts you currently own of our world and adopt these monkeys: The world is there. iT does what it does. iT's not out to get you. You gotta grab it and squeeze to get what you really want. And there are far worse fates than bein' raped once, bein' torured by you're fam, or endin' up dead inna alley. Just look at Russia. they have slavery brothels. Think about those women before you get all fuckin' emo. God damn. This one is for everyone and no one. Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: (hed) pe-Let's Ride (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, March 22nd, 2007
3:28 pm	The Last Taboo iT occured to me last nite that there is one last taboo that No one is allowed to touch, mainly b/c the media and the government has told us it's wrong. iN a time when more people are speaking out about freedom of speech, why is it that we, the people, are limiting ourselves in such a horrible, horrible fashion? i mean, yeah, it could be construed as mean or some other shit like that, but god dammit someone has to speak up about it and i think i'll be the firestarter here. Fat People. Yeah, if you're mad already, you should probably stop readin' right now, yo. Everyone here knows that i make a lotta jokes, mostly at my own expense, but there are a lotta times when i wanna make jokes about someone that are blantantly untrue. Like callin' Chelsea a fatty when she had the preggars. Everyone readin' this won't know who i'm talkin' 'bout, but we made that joke often, as well as makin' fun of Matt's fat ass. Fucker needs to shower every day, ya fat fuck. God damn, you smelly bastard. Sorry. That complaint had to be made. But i look around and i the obescity 'epidemic', like it's a virus that will slowly take over all of us. i'd look horrible as a fat dude, yo. Just lookit my frame. iMagine a stick figure with a gut, then you got me. My family is filled with fatties that are losin' all that weight and it makes me happy. Excites me in that they'll live longer and be able to chase a fisbee. Yay for them. Here's my main problem, though...Most people treat this like no one can help it. i'M sorry if this makes me look like the biggest asshole in the world, but that's straight up bullshit, yo. 200 hunnad pounds overweight? Easier to lose than those last few pounds. One method of gettin' ridda all that excess seems to work a lot: Eat right and exercise. On a regular basis, like a ride a bike around everywhere. Now, don't get me wrong. i have a certain limit on where i consider some one fat. When you can barely fit into your car b/c you can't reach around you're stomach, then you're fat. When you can't see you're feet while standing at ANY TiME, then lose some weight. When you hafta spread your buttcheeks for a fart to escape, then you got a problem. All this does not apply to girls who are under fifty pounds over weight, like Anita. i use her as an example b/c she's not gonna read this and she's perfect for it. For the longest time, she complained that she was fat. She was 5'3" and a hunnad fiddy pounds. She wasn't fat, just had some fluff built up. Or, as Billie Joe would say, her sexy was built up. This all leaves me with one final question on my mind: When did this happen? And why can't anyone own up to it? 3d Current Music: (hed) planet earth-Shit Face Fuck Force (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 20th, 2007
12:36 am	iN The End... Sometimes, i think about dying. Not like 'Oh, i'M so Emo! i want to die b/c i can't see the beauty of Reality!' No, that's for emo little monkies that really don't know what true horrors are. There are worse fates than suburbia, ya lousy punk-ass bitches. But that's a rant i don't feel like gettin' into right now. No, i wanna talk about dyin'. i think about it fairly often, cuz i never know when imma go. i mean, there's a dude here in B-Town that wants me dead. F'real. i might be walkin' down the street and he'll pop my ass. Boom. The end. Or it might be a car crash. Never know until the moment comes. So, i think about how i wanna go. i don't want peaceful. i don't want quick and painless. i wanna go down fightin'. Like a pissed off badger. Ever seen a pissed off badger? You won't mess with him. He's mad. And he's a badger. Nuff said. i wanna go down with me teeth clenched, fists flyin', and covered in blood. Cuz...Quick and painless is good and all, but there's nothin' like knowin' you just left a fight. Whether you won or lost, there's nothin' like that feelin'. 'Cept sex. Now, iffa imma die and know it, i wanna be fuckin' while i go. A-bomb 'bout to drop? imma take Mel inna my room and fuck 'er brains out. Joe, too. Fuck him in the damn ear. Truth is, i'm afraid of one thing and one thing only. That i may never die. Think about it. Who's to say that, outside of your own head, reality doesn't exist. That the universe runs simply b/c you're here. And once you're gone, there will be nothin'. There fore, you live forever. How horrible would that be, yo? 3d Current Music: Jay Z/Linkin Park-Dirt Off Your Shoulder/Lying From You (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, March 19th, 2007
11:51 am	Homies Man, in all my life, i have not had friends such as i do now. Well, except for JJ, Mike D, and Sean P. But now, i have this entire group of friends that loves me and i love them. And we all love each other and have big drunken orgies. Yay! Joe-Dude's lettin' me stay with him. C'mon. That's badass in my book. Joe is always fun to be around, except when Hanza is drunk. Then i wanna hurt them both. Dude can draw, too. Hanza- One of the first friends i made out here. Love the everloving Hanza, yo. You won't find someone who's more upbeat and shining than Hanza. Juice-This cat lemme stay with him for two weeks. And bought me a shitload of food. i will forever be in his debt. i hadn't realized that we'd be such good friends when i first got to his place, but damn, yo. i love this guy. Dylan- What can i say? He's irish. He's my bruh. Nuff said. Graham-First guy i made friends with in B-Town. Still love the dorky ass mofo, even if i wanna kill 'im occasionally. Mel-Last, but certainly not least, is my girl. Oh god, where would i be w/o you, Mel. you feed me, found me shelter, give me love and lemme touch your boobs. Most important, you give me that love. i need it. i forgot what it was to have someone you love that loved you right back. Been a minute since it happened to me, y'know? Love you. babe. Well, that's that, ya'll. My name is 3d Graffiti and i fuckin' love these kids. Current Music: U2-Beautiful Day (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, March 16th, 2007
2:45 am	So, there i was... ...Takin' one of those dumps. Y'know what i'm talkin' 'bout. It was one of those where you have two reactions: 1) You shy away, tryin' not to be embarrassed that you made such a horrible smell or 2) You walk outta the stall with your head held high and proudly proclaim 'i made that poo.' Personally, since i can no longer be embarrassed, i choose the latter of the two. i even applaud others when they make such horrifying poos. i'll yell out somethin' to the effect of 'Well, hot damn, yo, that's somethin' nasty, huh?' But that's not what this is about. This is abouyt what kept me occupied while turnin' the mall bathroom into a biohazard zone. i found one of those little God Comics (that's my personal name for them, you might call them somethin' diff'rent) on top of the tp dispenser. You've seen thes either in a bathroom, food joint, or hotel where you fuck your hookers. They tell you how everyone is goin' to Hell and there's not much you can do to stop it. i usually find them at payphones. This one caught my attention more than most b/c it points out just all the flaws in the Major Christian League (MCL) than any other i've ever read. i can't remember the name right off the top of my head, but it was about how Jesus is magical and can do everything. i tore out the most entertainin' page and brought it home with me. Not the whole book b/c i only wanted the one page, you see. iN this single page, it clearly defines why most MCL players are goin' to Hell even faster than i am. Which is pretty damn fast, if you know me well enough, which most don't. iT reads as follows: WHO KNOWS ALL ABOUT YOUR SINS? (this is the list provided and where i started to laugh maniacally, frightenin' the little boy in the stall next to me) Murder Having an affair Envy Cheating Swearing Witchcraft Pride Unbelief Wanting something that belongs to someone else Hating parents Lust Lying Stubbornness Homosexuality (Gay) Shacking Hate Filthy Talk Stealing Selfishness Drunkenness iGnoring God Playing with the occult iNcest THE BIBLE SAYS JESUS DOES!!! Now, most of these, i have no problem with. They're obviously bad. Lying, incest, murder, cheating. All really naughty stuff that is, well, not up for argument. But, what i really wanna know is why in the name of Holy God would fuckin' your own hgender be a sin? Or, under certain circumstances, hatin' your parents? Some of these really make no sense inna religion that promotes forgiveness. i was once asked by a youth pastor "What're you gonna say when you're standing in front of God?" i got mad and punched him, which was probably not a good idea. Later, though, i thought about it and all the dumbass things i've done. Those known and those that will never be known byanyone except those involved. And i came up with "Well, that's between me, God, and Jesus standin' in the corner eatin' a candy bar. First thing imma say? Yo, Jesus, break me offa piece a that Kit-Kat bar." i was the Southern Baptist Convention. i was kicked out after ten minutes. My name is 3d Graffiti and i fuckin' hate the Church. Current Music: Mudvayne-Happy? (Comment on this)