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1help| the turtle

[09 Apr 2005|07:50pm]

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yes i am
the turtle

only i dont know where i put my tea! oh dear where have i put it! [07 Apr 2005|01:31am]
[ mood | vengeful ]

so hey guys im gettina new journal
i dont feel this one any more

so if ANY of you care at ALL
about the happening of this faggots life

comment and i will add you

and if you dont comment I WONT ADD YOUR FUCKIN ASS!!!

so either you care
or you can die!


4helps| the turtle

tongue [05 Apr 2005|11:12pm]
oompa oompa oompadeedoo

^Liz's sisters song


^what her sister calls herself


^my head

(with three "o"s on purpose)

i wonder what a giraffe and a leapord would look like if one was to mix them like how you get a mule if you cross a donkey and a horse

its great stuff

la mer

mas vedigo


1help| the turtle

[05 Apr 2005|01:36am]
[ mood | loved ]

uh..hello old friend thingy livejournal peeps of DooM!


so i was talking to justin

April 16th


April 24th


oh yeah he was talking about these vegan chicken nuggets that actualy taste like chicken like texture and flavor

it confuses me all to hell


Your bubble was popped, you lose 3 life...

if i was a sin as in 7 deadly sins i think i would be...
hmm... i cant think of which one..
no... i am not lust...anymore...
my views have changed

what does everybody else think?


having the cutest ferret in the world a sin?

i love luna

right now she's eatin her little food
and drinkin her water
she just sneezed

she's so cute ilove her

but i love justin jerry and liz more!


oh and yeah

The pope dies
you lose a turn because a big mob goes to the vatican to look at the funeral of something they know nothing about

the turtle

its like falling sideways [24 Mar 2005|09:23pm]
so today last night i went to jerrys
and we played GTA vice City until we got sick of it then smoked then talked then went to sleep!!

it sounds unexciting but in reality
i needed to get out and jerry was the best option(only option)
seriously cabin fever makes you insanity


the turtle

[23 Mar 2005|11:22am]
Advanced Global Personality Test Results
Extraversion |||||||||||||||||| 80%
Stability |||||||||||||| 56%
Orderliness |||||| 23%
Empathy |||| 16%
Interdependence |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Intellectual |||||||||||||||| 70%
Mystical |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Artistic |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Religious |||||||||| 36%
Hedonism |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Materialism |||||||||||||||| 70%
Narcissism |||||||||||||| 56%
Adventurousness |||||||||||| 43%
Work ethic |||||| 23%
Self absorbed |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Conflict seeking |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Need to dominate |||||||||||||| 56%
Romantic |||||||||||||||| 63%
Avoidant |||||| 23%
Anti-authority |||||||||||||||| 63%
Wealth |||||||||||| 43%
Dependency |||||||||||| 50%
Change averse |||| 16%
Cautiousness |||||||||||||||| 63%
Individuality |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Sexuality |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Peter pan complex |||||||||||| 50%
Physical security |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Food indulgent |||||| 23%
Histrionic |||||||||||| 43%
Paranoia |||||||||||||| 56%
Vanity |||||||||||||| 56%
Hypersensitivity |||||||||||| 50%
Female cliche |||||||||||||||| 63%
Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test
personality tests by similarminds.com

Stability results were moderately high which suggests you are relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic.

Orderliness results were low which suggests you are overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense too often of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.

Extraversion results were high which suggests you are overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense too often of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.

trait snapshot:

messy, outgoing, open, self revealing, ambivalent about chaos, unpredictable, not good at saving money, social, likes large parties, likes to stand out, risk taker, quick to make friends, does not like to be alone, rash, fame seeking, sarcastic, craves attention, social chameleon, low self control, food lover, not rule conscious, weird, assertive, not a perfectionist, anti-authority, thrill seeker, vain, likes to fit in, reckless, emotionally sensitive, leisurely, trusting



the turtle

an unlikely life [20 Mar 2005|01:39am]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

one day a long time ago there was boy. this boy forgot why he his reason for living was, he felt pathetic, worthless. he wandered around his middle school years blind not knowing who he was or what even he wanted about a white milk or a choclate milk. he didnt want to deal with growing up, he did know however that he had issues, not just run of the mill issues this kid was fucked up!

then right before middle school would end for him, he made a small subconcious realization that no matter what he did it almost seemed destined not to work or when it did he felt maybe it would have been better if it didnt work, if he was just forgotten, maybe even if he had died. but one lucky afternoon after one of the worst school days in his concious memory his bike was stolen right from under him and as he walked towards the taunting theif he saw a gourgous puerto rican guy, just beautiful. the boy decided to ask for help and well the peurto rican was more than happy to oblige and he got the boys bike back with asking for anything in return.

the very next day the boy decided to see his new friend again. so he rode his bike over to the others boys house and knocked on the door and very much to the boys suprise he came out wearing nothing but a towel his ripped golden chest shining in the sun, the boy not knowing why he was staring at the towel more then the face just asked "uh...can i come in..to hang out?"the peurto rican was happy and said "why not?" the boy goes in and is invited to the others room, well from here i'll let your imagination fill you in on the details.

from that ay the boy was happy......untill he moved....but he still felt empty even with the gorgous peurto rican. he didnt feel like he had anything left to offer the world.
well then high school he walked in the first day feeling like a peice of shit and it went on like that for about 4 weeks. one day in math(of all classes) he looked over and saw another recluse like himself. his name is jerry. so the boy walked over to jerry and said hi. now then this is probably one of the smartes---luckiest thing ever to happen to him. jerry said somthing back but the boy well he didnt understand to well. it turned out abit later that jerrys name wasnt actually jerry but jaroslav but his nickname was jerry so it all worked out. and jerry was from the czech rupublic.

a month or 2 go and he gets to know jerry more he sees in himself a inspiration to live again but, well he needed more he neede to find himself he need to see what life was for so he did what every disstressed teen does thats looking for information, the internet. porn really isnt all that bad i geuss it isnt all that great anymore but then the boy just looked and looked but instead f the regular porn that could be seen any where he got the kind, the only kind that made him excited. two guys completely doing everything to eachother.
which suprisingly made him confused. so confused that he thought one thought for the next 3 months "what ami good for, why do i have to feel this way?" it was bad. pathetic even.

during that time a magical evning came around called homecoming dance. where he met 2 people one of which would would define his sexuality, geuss which sex he chose, yep a guy
he didnt know what the fuck he was doing after that everything went to hell, what was bad hadnt even started. but then, then everythought he had was confirmed and even though he had done stuff with othrer guys before, he hadnt kissed. he calls up the boy and he goes over and let your imagination take over again, durring that time he completly forgot about everything, untill after, untill he thought of suicide because how pathetic he felt but still having not told the girl who by some sadistic twist of fate fell in love with him. he was about to end it all about to give it all away and give into a knife.

but he first had to say goodbye to the girl
be cause he didnt want her to think that he did it because of her. he told her everything. he told her how he had fallen in love with another guy and how he didnt want to live anymore he told himself that would be the last person he would talk to but then he thought of jerry and he told the girl that he wouldnt do anything just yet and that he would call her back, after a long discusion with jerry he finally told him everything. not just everything but more then that and how he would understand if jerry didnt want to be his friend anymore, but then that would mean the end of this story, but it doesnt end there. jerry bassically said whatever and went on to the next topic which completly shocked the boy back to reality and what he would lose if he had. jerry was truly the bestfriend he would ever have.

a month later he discovers himself moreand find what he needed to do. he did it, all his thoughts of what his parrents would do were wrong. he was finally acepted. acepted but only half full. half full but not to take it lightly happy all the same.

months pass, nothing gets new he dates around and gets hurt badly he tries pot and gets scared and runs from it. then on a particular weekend in july, after hes out and aware of himself and matured quite alot, he meets people and one of which loved him. in a time when people need love they go to the first source not realizing that the first time is only a mask that in the boys personal experience all he knew was the mask. but the boy picked the mask. the mask hurt him unintionally butt all the same it hurt him. and justin, the one that loves the boy then started to talk more and more to the boy things happen the boy leaves the mask and gets together with justin......the boy is no longer half full
no more does his heart hurt
no more does he cry himself to sleep because how much his chest hurts.
hes happy. now and that boy, that boys is me.

4helps| the turtle

this is luna, josh's ferret i have somthing for you [19 Mar 2005|06:41pm]
[ mood | happines in a jar ]

My name is Luna Christensen.
I'm Josh's Ferret.
I have better puncutation than him and I'm just better...
So today this group of Barbies just pissed me off and here are some pictures...



Fuckin BarbiesCollapse )



1help| the turtle

is it over yet? ..ok how about now??....FUCK [19 Mar 2005|05:49pm]
[ mood | sublimanal mindfuck AMERica ]

its almost like fucking...
if you take away the naked-ness and the thrusting and stimulation to the genital region

so today has been...



if you understood that good job



i suppose

f U c K



leave love bleedin
in my hands
in my hands again

the turtle

[19 Mar 2005|05:37pm]
[ mood | pissed ]

new email cuz my parents can be dicks at times

so if your fuckin interested its jdc_forfiet@rock.com

the turtle

[19 Mar 2005|05:21pm]
the turtle

heh [13 Mar 2005|06:04pm]
[ mood | nerdy ]



i must be the slowest lj user ever.....


i just found out rich text mode


i can change colors

with ease




that was fun




oh and i love you

i love you

i love you

however far away

3helps| the turtle

[10 Mar 2005|06:04pm]
How many ducks have to die in order for you to realize that i love you
the turtle

LOVE [10 Mar 2005|12:19am]
[ mood | < love> life < /love> ]

love is when your angry at anything and your other makes you smile just by looking at them

love is the old man painting his wife's toe nails because her back has artheritis and she cant reach her feet any more

love is the way somebody says your name different then anyone else

love is a sparkle in childs eyes when he see's his daddy or mommy

love is when you can stare into another persons eyes for hours and say nothing

love is when you can be away from some one and think about them non-stop

the turtle

it isnt that much fun. staring down a loaded gun [09 Mar 2005|04:48pm]
[ mood | pacing out of boredom ]

frot me,
frot me hard.


i woke up at twelve:fifty-two today
i smoked a cigg
drank some water
played some jak and daxter
did the dishes(only becuase there was no more room for new ones)
smoked again
took a shower
washed my face
brushed teeth
played jak and daxter some more
then the playstion fucked up
by the time i was done doing all that it was four o'clock
(in case you where wondering {i know you dont} three hours were wasted playing the game)

i wonder how long before i start massacaring the neighbors out of boredom


that sounds fun

shit, i dont have my chainsaw.

1help| the turtle

la [08 Mar 2005|10:39pm]
[ mood | restless ]

so then this what its like to feel nothing
like neither happy nether sad
not even melloncholly
just here i suppose

if you had a choice that which it had come to saving me by killing 100,000 people
or killing me to save 100,000
what would your choice be?

i hate cats

fuckin alergies


10helps| the turtle

[07 Mar 2005|10:14pm]


the turtle

the sound of my voice makes me sick [07 Mar 2005|09:17pm]

i hope a whale falls from the sky and crushes you so you brain falls out and you survive somehow the after you recover you get aressted because peta acuses you of sexually asulting a zebra or something maybe even you'll be driving on the interstate with your head out the window and your driving so fast that a grain of sand flys up and goes through your skull. HELL even if you break your hips while you're having sex and you vomit blood.

random shit towards the planet.
mostly to joy

im not angry at her
just mainly frusterated.

now for something totatally unrelated.

naive to pain until he felt it
naive to bliss until she grasped it
only in her dreams did he exist
only in his wallet did he love her
only in her hunger did she recieve it
dirty little rooms knew their passion
she opened herself once more
he plunged into the dirt again
pretty red lips
shattered broken eyes
expensive cologne
perfect reckless face
beautiful ugliness
horrid handsomeness

sweet little girl shatterd too long ago
the rain is her thoughts and the thunder is her life
sweet litte storm broken by the world once more

perfect son only child given everything a little boy could desire
the sea is his thoughts always swayed by others
perfect son perfect pacifier

he's the eye of her storm
everythings clear until he's done
she's storm bringing him down feeling her
i hung out with senny today
you know, my favorite sis
stuff like that.
had outback...ickky...
got more ciggs... WOOT!

and i dont know what i'll be doing for the rest of the night
i might even go to sleep early...


its really unfair how im sacrificing almost everything for joy and victor and for family that when i ask for jerry to sleep over there of i can have my room just for one night

oh and the fact that i cant have jerry and michelle over on thursday to spend the night

her reasons have been the same...
"i just dont like it"

the shits about to blow

three cheers for lead poisoning

handjobs are not sex if you use gloves

1help| the turtle

is it just me or do i hear hitler comming down the stairs? [06 Mar 2005|08:24pm]
[ mood | this is a good time for a cigg ]

so i geuss i'll update

so im at my drunkard grandmas house
because tomorrow she going to mexico
and she wants somebody to watch her
cat and two birds while she finds a
house down there. (my mom will buy
this house. its really petty i like it
a lot!


"here Billy have a poisened lemon drop!" said the strange man
"ohkeh!" said the ten yr old boy

me and my pet fish had a contest to who could stay under water longer

one of my lungs collapsed

it sucked

have you ever noticed the way gorrillas look strangely like Bush?

or is it monkeys...

if my body was a story book

i'd have you be my publisher

just kill what you dont understand
and burn what makes sad


5helps| the turtle

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