Stupid Jeremiah, look at the ruckus you caused on my blog. How many times I told you do not impersonate a pirate and cause me trouble !! Urgh …

My brain seems to be a mess these days. If you’ve spoken to me recently you might notice i’m a bit stony (not that I’m on drugs or anything ). My mind is probably just as messy as my room. Maybe if I cleaned my room a bit things will work out eh ?

Nope it didnt. Maybe I could blame the moon ? And what is this Jeremiah, you claim to like a girl ? What ???? You fall in love again ? Hahaha how is that possible ? you’re heart is broken !! It cannot be fixed again !! MuahahahhHAHAH!!

• Ye be thinking of her
• Ye wonder if she thinks of ye too
• Ye read clues into her words
• Ye doubt those clues even exist
• Ye doubt yerself
• Ye try to find words to say to the fine lass
• Ye end up walking the plank

Shiver me timbers !!!!

Jesus vs Satan

Jesus : Repent , Lucifer. I’m going to pwn your ass.

Satan: (curses in aramaic , hebrew and greek)

1. Satan uses Writhing Snakes. Damages Jesus by 100 damage.
2. Jesus upgrades Expert Capentry Skills
3. Satan throws Apple of Eden. Damages Jesus by 5 damage.
4. Jesus builts Sturdy Ruler with Expert Capentry Skills
5. Satan upgrades Lies, Deception and Pride
6. Jesus spanks Satan with Sturdy Ruler. 100 damage
7. Satan feigns death! Distracts Jesus and deals Low Blow. 200 Damage
8. Jesus dies !! Automatic Resurrection
9. Jesus summons Sword Of Michael and strikes Satan. 1000 damage
10. Satan has been pwned by Jesus for 100 Gold

Satan : Curse you punk ass Jesus !!!!!!!!!!!!
Jesus : Wow …. I can buy a new chair with 100 Gold.

And there it was, a black looking thing sitting in the middle of the living room. Malevolence staring back at me. It was pure evil I tell you. A FREAKING frog in my living room !! My living room !! I know it’s rainy season and all but what the crap ? In my living room ??!!

I didn’t pee in my pants per se but I wasn’t really frightened. It was just sitting still right there. To think that I could have stepped on it. Fortunately my dad just got home and he threw the frog in the drain behind my house. I would do it personally but my father insisted

and it came to me then
that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
as i stared at my shoes in the ICU
that reeked of piss and 409

and i rationed my breaths as i said to myself
that i’d already taken too much today
as each descending peaks on the LCD
took you a little farther away from me
away from me

amongst the vending machines and year old magazines
in a place where we only say goodbye
it’s done like a violent wind that our memories depend
on a faulty camera in our minds

and i knew that you were a truth
i would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
and i looked around at all the eyes on the ground
as the tv entertained itself

cos there’s no comfort in the waiting room
just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
then the nurse comes round and everyone lifts their head
but i’m thinking of what Sarah said,

that love is watching someone die

so who’s gonna watch you die
so who’s gonna watch you die
so who’s gonna watch you die