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2007 December:
[ ]guerilla
[ ]utopique univers
[ ]That long old list...
[ ]bleh
[ ]OH Festivus!/ Magic Baking
[ ]en cette fin...
[ ]bonne nuit
[ ]Tranzn.com is here!
[ ]Truth
[ ]Oh wow
2007 November:
[ ]free your soul!
[ ]Every time I spin My story is told
[ ]broken hearts are for assholes
[ ]alirghty so im new here and
[ ]It's always tackiest before laundry day...
[ ]Key problems in my life
[ ]Je sais pas si j'Ai envie de rester en vie
[ ]Eventful weekend
[ ]te deja con buen sabor en la boca oue
[ ]not all of those articles are mines...
[ ]ownin your own shadow
[ ]Mécanique quantique
[ ]Symptoms Of INNER PEACE
[ ]I'm a disorganised slob, Doc!
[ ]a lire en 2008
[ ]mon background
[ ]sa vraie nature…
[ ]dans lautre voix
[ ]12:48pm Thurs Nov 8 '07
[ ]How could you...
[ ]It's Really Not That Bad ... For Profiteers
[ ]Tuesday November 6 2007 from personal jrnl
[ ]Sunday-Hungover/Coming Down
[ ]Nov 3
[ ]microcosm
2007 October:
[ ]BL3
[ ]tiré du film la haine
[ ]The Invisible Pink Unicorn
[ ]P.L.U.R. (continued)
[ ]P.L.U.R. ? (response)
[ ]La dépendance affective
[ ]New Mix from J.D. Sparks!!1
[ ]Révélation
[ ]la bourse est un outil trop puissant il nous faut la comprendre avant qu'il ne nous detruise
[ ]My New Car
[ ]lazer life bbrothers!!
[ ]You Are a Rainbow
[ ]The Kybalion The Seven Hermetic Principals
2007 September:
[ ]Father.
[ ]Travailler TTC
[ ]Ma vie
[ ]My life.
[ ]Cultural Baggage
[ ]The random things you think about...
[ ]We are All Individuals !!!
[ ]Time Machine 2
[ ]ce qui me facine
[ ]NEW MIX!!
[ ]Death to Humanity- My Visions
[ ]Just Woke Up
[ ]Whoa!
[ ]Right...
2007 August:
[ ]Nostalgie, quand tu nous tiens...
[ ]Medal of Honor .txt
[ ]Sorry!~
[ ]Perception and other musing
[ ]ode INto quebec :D
[ ]Human beta 1.2
[ ]nous sommes loin d'être libre!
[ ]coup de coeur de l'été
[ ]New shit..
[ ]Le mal de vivre
[ ]My brain has issues (totally WTF dream)
[ ]Allie's B-day party
[ ]Bibi's party
[ ]Maygen's B-day Party
[ ]1 hosted party
[ ]Handicapped
[ ]Blah.
[ ]A Perfect Circle - eMOTIVe (2004)
[ ]A Perfect Circle - Thirteenth Step (2003)
[ ]A Perfect Circle - Mer De Noms (2000)
[ ]Tool - 10,000 Days
[ ]Tool - Lateralus
[ ]Tool - Aenima
[ ]Tool - Undertow
[ ]Tool - Opiate
[ ]2 days ^w^
[ ]Help? ^-^
[ ]Roses are red
[ ]Excited :3
[ ]Help?
[ ]Going public.
[ ]experience
2007 July:
[ ]all done moving
[ ]Video Dating Tape by David Firth
[ ]hulla
[ ]space gathering 2007
[ ]Histoire - OD de Miel
[ ]mettre image
[ ]Télé Sans Frontières
[ ]What i realized.
[ ]asdf
2007 June:
[ ]Bike Courier
[ ]backdrop
[ ]chus & cebalos
[ ]It's really not that bad
[ ]ZOMG i want HaRdcOrE wtf
[ ]test
[ ]Stoned
[ ]Profil vidéo
[ ]One more.
[ ]demenagement
[ ]aliens
2007 May:
[ ]i'm not comfortable inside my mind
[ ]About TGIT
[ ]Closed Books
[ ]Crack Computer
[ ]Space Mushroom 3
[ ]Indigo Rising
[ ]When you put everyone else first, you end up last.
[ ]Des quotes rave.ca 2007
[ ]une autre histoire d'accotées
[ ]This is the stories of......
[ ]Histoire d'accoté 3
[ ]Histoire d'accoté 2
[ ]mark knight
[ ]T.R.Y
[ ]llama foetuses and bowler hats
[ ]L'honnêteté
[ ]Voir
[ ]Le son d'une clé...
[ ]The state of the scene
[ ]raveDAVE.
[ ]strapagosse
[ ]Et un rave manquer un.
[ ]Trip de e chez lyzandre
[ ]asdf
[ ].....
2007 April:
[ ]Displaced
[ ]a spiratum
[ ]Déclaration du Chef Indien Seattle en 1854 au président américain Franklin Pierce
[ ]desyn massielo
[ ]The Next Ring on the Spiral
[ ]live
[ ]scheme sensei
[ ]Top 10 des endroits ou buzzer, en réponse à Jérémie!
[ ]Top 10 endroits pour Buzzer
[ ]...
[ ]The Great Inversion
[ ]My attempt at fiction:
[ ]Intragenisis: the Saga of SELF
[ ]deviens tu
[ ]Back to the Groove...
2007 March:
[ ]...
[ ]Harsh
[ ]les mains pleines de sang
[ ]winter demons
[ ]Synchronicité
[ ]*
[ ]Projet:Schizo
[ ]sang d'encre
[ ]You might be a bike courier if...
[ ]Winterize Your Bike
[ ]Au nom de la lune
[ ]the secret
[ ]délire
[ ]Uploading
[ ]Seelie court all the way
[ ]First Rave |-|£LL `|´£/-\ !!
[ ]Election democratique pour dissimuler l'autocratie
[ ]Quand ça va bien
[ ]backstage night club
[ ]sudamerika
[ ]five minutes
2007 February:
[ ].
[ ]battles
[ ]Que cherches-tu ?
[ ]mentez moi
[ ]Un anneau au cou
[ ]VIE!!
[ ]Noah est sur Terre
[ ]hum...
[ ]avant Max Graham
[ ]Quotes
[ ]David Bowie
[ ]FUCK the Fakers
[ ]Conception
[ ]Un sirop pour la toux
[ ]A qui de droit
[ ]Death to humanity
[ ]Canalisation transcendantale
[ ]Month Test
2007 January:
[ ]not to be understood
[ ]Buying art from Maery/ Comission Info
[ ]words
[ ]PAn
[ ]...
[ ]Born to be Alive
[ ]Save Your Self
[ ]No Names Have Been Changed To Protect The Innocent. They're All Fucking Guilty!
[ ]Espérances
[ ]the tribe
[ ]Beaute paradisiaque
[ ]Get out of my head!
[ ]Today
[ ]escalier
[ ]"Ambiguous chimera"
[ ]OK
[ ]Green Speckled Wings
[ ]Demolition Tour
[ ]Spinside snowboards
Title:My attempt at fiction:
Posted On:2007-04-16 22:23:37
Posted By:» Andy_Riot
Finally! FUCK!

Taking a much anticipated PISS after running away from a short lived "party". Pissing at 1:54 am on a Tuesday night. Pissing after an excruciatingly long, 45 minute bus ride (come on! come on!), holding the tide in as my bladder rips at the seams. Pissing after fidgeting and twitching and generally pressing my legs together in a futile attempt to hold the forces between my legs at bay. Pissing after clenching my fists, holding it in through gritted teeth. (hurry hurry!) Pissing after jumping out of the barely parked bus. Pissing after 3 and a half bloody minutes spent running in the blistering cold to find a suitable spot (privacy, privacy at all times). Pissing after nearly peeing myself on the run, bolting to the nearest industrial sized garbage can. Pissing after clumsilly popping my fly down in violent urgency. And it doesn't come out, or "whip" out - it fucking EXPLODES from my trousers.


Pissing like all my problems are emptying out into this forgotten corner. Pissing. Sublime. Pissing. Numbing any and all of my existential demons with this physical crescendo. This is just, aaah. ZEN! The last few drops bring closure to this wonderful cleansing and then it's back to the bleak, black nite. Silence. There is no wind. No cars. No people. Just buildings, streets, and the sound of blood pumping through my head. Just darkness. And it's cold. Cold like paralysis, like i don't wanna move, like i wanna lay down and sleep right here and never wake up. I wish for my bed and my covers and not having to walk 25 minutes to get to them.

Cold like i don't wanna walk home, i just wanna pee forever. Peeing as a state of inebriation. Altered consciousness. Complacency. Contentment. Denial.

I zip it up. My hands are are already freezing. Cold, rigid, pink fingers stare up at me, useless and vulnerable. I stuff them in my pockets and get a move on.

It's the simple things in life. It really is.


Another night.

I'm high, high up on this bridge and looking down at my sad, quiet, sedated town. Looking at the lost cars coming and going like aimless bugs in this darkness. Looking down, i see it all. Street lamps glowing yellowish orange. I imagine this whole city aflame. Safe, up here. I watch it all go down. There is no sound except for the flames licking the air, eating and grasping to consime the very sky. I'm listening to "Tales of a Scorched Earth" by the Smashing Pumpkins. I feel larger than life, bigger, stronger and more powerful than reality. I give in to my fantasies, like a junkie seduced by another hit.

And now i see you crawling to me, crawling up this bridge, my bridge. Your scared, don't wanna burn like the rest. Death is now a mist that you can taste, and death is now a bomb and you got only moments left. And here you are, calling to me, wanting to spend these precious last seconds with me. 3.. 2.. 1.. Stop. This town burning to a morbid end, your world dissolving - you need someone, like a helpless dying dog. I knew when the apocalypse came you'd come to me. I always new it. It might be over. but finally your mine. A thing to be remembered and held on to in the lonely labyrinth of eternitiy. Remember your pleading eyes and desperate hands. That kiss i cast on your angelic head. Beautiful hair. You smell like... I hope it stains you well, forever embedded in you - like you in me. Somehow twisted, entwined, i want us bound, the forever damned. Think of me like i think of you. Die for me like i die for you.

It's the end of the world as we know it, and i feel fine. All it took was death to bring you closer to me. The end is our beginning. You and me. The city crumbles in the fire, and i just stare, enthralled. Here on this birdge, i am God.
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