Saturday, July 11, 2009
What up fat chicks?
O djembe of mine
My drum divine
Allow this lame rhyme
Of mine, my prime
Teh O ice lime (limau)
good for the throat
and also the mind
My mind
Mind of mine
Toilet paper behind
This is the 9th line
Now tenth... line.
Fuck Eminem and Mike Shinoda
Justin's the new yellow boy on the block.
Respect. (Fists chest once and shows peace sign, sideways)
The hearts of thousands long for our reunion
Thus more have the ears ferment and deprived
I foster a message in a language only you can chant
Awe we will create and spiritual possession we will command.
Pain for pleasure, we've achieved
My fingers, your skin
And I now know how you felt when you had to wait for me in darkness ov blasphemy
Zipped beneath the the relativity that exists between comfort and discomfort.
2 weeks of face-flinching pain for me, 2 weeks of wooly isolation for you.
Behemoth's latest album, 'Evangelion', is out! FUCK YEAH!!!!! \m/
Astareth!
Bring forth the iron rain!
Hekate!
Bring forth plagues ov an ever-failing race!
ov ov ov ov ov ov ov!
FUCK YEAH!!!! \m/
P.S. I love you prata! =)
Justin, 00:50
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Randomityfrestobihepticalapticalapticalaptipenguinpencilguinsoundslikegwinalso ice latte.
Apparently the first word's so long that it's ejaculating itself out of the perimeter of what the box allows. In case you missed it, that's
Randomityfrestobihepticalapticalapticalaptipenguinpencilguinsoundslikegwinalso.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, here's a super big FUCK YOU to you!!!
FUCK YOU!!!
So I opened the door and the devil was like, "Dude, can I borrow some salt?"
And I was like, "Hahaha, tears of suffering, pain, and lost hopes not salty enough for you?"
And the devil was like "Hahaha whou whou whou! I just came to get salt dude."
And I was like, "Hahaha okay okay chill bro/sis, gimme a min man."
And the devil was like "Sure. (shows a polite smile)"
So I went to the kitchen and took about 5 tablespoons of salt and put it into a mini tupperwear, came back out to my front door and handed it over.
"Here you go! I hope it's enough. =)"
"Yeah it is, cheers mate!"
I feel like shit, and I know I'll probably not have a peace of mine for quite awhile,
and therefore,
I imagine peace.
Side Note: And fuuuuuucccckkkkkk, after 2 fucking years of owning this blog, I took a look at the picture again. "667 - next door to devil"
Alamak what kind of fucking broken english is that!!!
It's THE devil!
not fierce already la buto.
Justin, 01:54
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
The Wind Blows, And It Speaks.
Long have I not felt like this:
being fearful and uncertain about the futures of myself and to whomever it may concern. And feeling helpless about it at the same time.
I fear, and I can do nothing, but wait and try to sleep it off.
Hail Mary, full of Grace..
Justin, 00:27
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Using my mac as a leg-rest right now.
OMG I"M SO SLEEPY I COULD EAT A COW!!!!
OMG I"M SO COW I COULD EAT A SLEEPY!!!!
Wrong expression?
Fuck all.
Sikit sikit lama lama jadi bukit OIIIIII!!!!
Little little long long become hill OIIIII!!!!
Nitsuj says.
Justin, 02:13
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Phase: Exert
Beneath the foreground of my everyday thoughts
Dreams and goals are scattered in the form of self-contained arguments, desolate conversations, and more poetry.
I look around me now and i see people, some of whom I recognize, some I don't.
They give me the stares that I fear, venomous stares that weakens my hope.
Dubiety, accusations, condescensions, malice, fear, I discern.
Despite what I construct of my own positivity, the images that flood my vision informs me otherwise.
There is no such thing as a peace of mind, and I feel deceived to be alive.
Amidst the clutter, I'm glad at least. there is still you.
Justin, 01:17
Monday, March 30, 2009
Meet Justin
A former drug addict now sound engineer, cinematographer, musician, and a bigger son of a bitch.
You guys haven't felt busy until you've stepped into my world.
BUT! With the power of laughter, booze and intimate activity, nothing is impossible.
On to conquer the next realm!
You guys haven't felt busy until you've stepped into my world.
BUT! With the power of laughter, booze and intimate activity, nothing is impossible.
On to conquer the next realm!
Justin, 10:21
Friday, February 13, 2009
FTG!!!!!!
For those of you who know me well enough, you would know what the 3 letters in the title stand for.
So, it's currently February 2009. FEBRUARY TWO THOUSAND AND NINE. And a letter was just posted to my address. The letter came from NLB. National Library Bulimic-skanks.
Basically, the content of the letter was to remind me to pay my accumulated fine that amounts to $1.50.
Date of fine?
5th July 2004.
TWO THOUSAND AND FOUR.
Fellas, PLEASE LAUGH WITH ME, PLEASE?!?!?!?
And after that please feel that disgust with me.
So, it's currently February 2009. FEBRUARY TWO THOUSAND AND NINE. And a letter was just posted to my address. The letter came from NLB. National Library Bulimic-skanks.
Basically, the content of the letter was to remind me to pay my accumulated fine that amounts to $1.50.
Date of fine?
5th July 2004.
TWO THOUSAND AND FOUR.
Fellas, PLEASE LAUGH WITH ME, PLEASE?!?!?!?
And after that please feel that disgust with me.
Justin, 23:38