| SLUTS Update 3 |
[Feb. 3rd, 2006|10:23 am] |
I have officially purchased a voice recorder to assist me in remembering ideas and notes pertaining to certain chapters in the book.
In order to avoid confusion and memory loss, I have been making audio notes of actions and quotes for the book on my voice recorder.
Therefore I wont forget anything I planned on adding to the book, which will keep me motivated to finish it because now I wont be like "oh fuck I forgot what I was gonna write, now i need to come up with something new."
Expect a new chapter to be completed by monday.
I still really need a girl to do the pictures with me for the book.
If I don't get one soon, SLUTS won't have any pictures in it...which isnt that big of a deal, but it's kind of disappointing.
Alright, thats whats new for now.
Stay tuned! |
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| SLUTS Update 2 |
[Jan. 31st, 2006|01:45 pm] |
Yesterday a lot was accomplished.
The Forward and 1st Chapter had been submitted to Veronica. I already started fixing them up.
Her reaction was fucking great, I am so excited. I'm really happy with her comments and such so far, she seems to be really enjoying it. Thank God.
I finished 2 chapters yesterday. It was very, very stressful. School and novel at the same time...very,very,very hard. I don't know how I'm doing this...I really don't. I just want this to end so I can live my life.
ALSO: PLEASE, SERIOUSLY I NEED A CHICK TO DO THE PICTURES FOR THE BOOK FOR ME...SO WHOEVER CAN DO THAT...THAT WOULD BE GOLDEN...PLEASE COMMENT AND LET ME KNOW.
other than that...all seems to be going swell.
Editing and writing at the same time...makes things move a lot more faster.
I should finish another chapter by tomorrow...hopefully. All I know is that all of my ideas are in order and they're all set in stone. Sooo...it's just a matter of completing the damn thing by hand at this point.
Alright everyone...keep checking back for more.
I hope to soon premier the cover to you guys online here.
BUT SERIOUSLY STILL NEED A GIRL FOR THE PICTURES SOOOOOO IF YOU DONT WANNA DO IT, BUT KNOW SOMEONE WHO WILL WANT TO...THEN FUCKING GET TO IT...LET ME KNOW WHATS GOING ON. |
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| "SLUTS" first update... |
[Jan. 30th, 2006|10:56 am] |
Here's what is done so far...
-Forward
-Cover Art
-Picture Blueprints
-4 Chapters.
By the end of today the 4th chapter titled "The College Kid" and the following 5th chapter titled "The Crash" will be completed by the end of the day.
The pace of the book right now has significantly picked up after the events that took place this past weekend. My head has been cleared.
Snorting adderall has become the only thing that is pushing me to complete this thing.
I have officially chosen Veronica Tucker to edit "SLUTS" and I am giving her the credit in the book.
I plan on sending her the first chapter tonight.
I am also experimenting with my mind and body. I have officially decided to seclude myself from my college and the people in it. I am just completing my work and exploring the life of a recluse. This book has taken a lot of thought and emotion...therefore I have been carefully planning the way I write everything. My body needs to undergo a change if I intend on completing this book the way it should be.
ALSO: Important question for all of you reading this...I will need a female, willing to pose as a charcter in "SLUTS" for a few pictures that will be shot and included in the book. It's nothing extreme, but I need someone who is deeply interested in "SLUTS." I really need a female who can do a few poses with me and wouldn't mind having her face being in a bunch of copies of the book being handed out to a ton of people. Your name will be given credit for appearing in the pictures. So please, if you are interested, comment me and I will contact you. I will be home for a few weekends and I will let you know what days are good for shooting. It will be GREATLY appreciated and would really help in the completion of this book before spring time.
PLEASE, keep checking back here for important updates on "Sluts."
Thank you all!!!
There you have it folks. Check back regularly in order to receive all of the updates. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 30th, 2005|11:52 pm] |
i miss you more than you'll ever know
this distance hasnt changed me at all |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 17th, 2005|09:59 am] |
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your call was greatly appreciated...oh wait...decency isn't one of the few services you offer. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 13th, 2005|11:20 pm] |
I find myself not caring. It seems helpless anyways. I dont have time to waste on you if you haven't moved on.
These summer days are long and blurry.
We're all just waiting in line aren't we? |
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| THATS FUCKING IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[Jul. 5th, 2005|02:37 am] |
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I see this pattern.
I'm sorry, but this is a fucking WAR.
Let there be no mercy, and no holds barred.
This is the side of me, i never, ever thought I would have to let this come out of me. But I am going to snap. And I guarentee, to you all, this will not be pretty.
"This is blood for blood, and by the gallons." |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 3rd, 2005|12:50 am] |
reach out to me
make my heart brand new
every beat will be for you
for you.
It's the summer, and I got you.
How good this feels.
Not a cloud in my sky.
How good "us" feels. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 1st, 2005|01:27 am] |
i heard the message.
Butterflies and approvals. Feeling Great.
The scent of your hair...tells of fresh fruit. A new hope. Something about this is so...pure...it makes me feel ripe. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 28th, 2005|10:27 am] |
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boring. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 21st, 2005|04:11 pm] |
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I'd rather forget the days we've spent, than try to stay afloat in shallow water. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 18th, 2005|01:01 am] |
"Your anger is what gives you great power, but if you let it, it will destroy you."
-Raz Al Ghul |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 17th, 2005|10:13 am] |
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Where has all the innocence gone???
I'm not happy. Nothing will ever be the same.
We're all fucking sluts and it's pathetic...I am growing so fucking tired of this.
WE ARE A PATHETIC! P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C. It'll take you till your married with kids to realize it. And how the fuck can you tell them to not be sluts when we were sluts when were growing up.
I want to fuck scream till blood sprays out of my throat and my vocal chords snap like frying wires.
I'm a fucking idiot for going against my own will just so I could still have you in my life. Who am I kidding? It's not even gonna be the same. Your being spoiled. You have me and every other guy you want.
It chokes me up to see what slobs we have become.
I am so fucking angry.
"I hope sex and drugs rust into my self, holy
It feels holy
It feels like you're with your father in the place you love..."
I am going to binge on sex and drugs until I can't fuck or breathe anymore.
I am on fire. I am on fucking fire. Every new day is a new heart beat, pumping fresh blood into my mind. I am slowly transforming into a heartless monster that I am beginning to fear.
but hey, I'll be strong. I could take this shit and just brush it off my fucking shoulders because I don't care anymore. I really don't. You don't look the same in my eyes anymore. You really don't you. You...your just one whole big mistake, you are a whole one. I blame myself.
Rose Hill
Every bullet needs a gun
Every father was a son
I’ve searched so hard I just got lost
I deserve this like
your leader deserved the cross
I’m not asking for too much
Just a little less than enough…
And all of those shameful nights
Spent on my knees by my bedside
Is just enough proof to make me realize
That your care for me was all a lie
This whole time I thought where listening,
Like they all promised you would,
You actually had your back turned
Too busy with rest of the world
Too busy for my own good.
Now here I stand asking this to the sky:
Who turned on who?
And if he turned on me, then why?
I knew this day would come
But not so soon
And father, you ask me why?
I’ve had it in me the entire time.
Another trip to your grave
This time I stand in the rain
I was your favorite one…
Look out across the hills
Where the orange light is being
Weighted by relentless gray clouds
As the thunder strikes
I punch the ground
Until all my knuckles
Are red and brown
Drop to my knees in the wet grass
It took me forever to admit this…
But I don’t know who I am anymore.
Now here I kneel asking this to the ground:
Who came to who?
And if I came to him, then well…that’s what I did.
I knew this day would come but not so soon
And father, you ask me why?
I’ve had it in me the entire time |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 15th, 2005|03:16 pm] |
the longer we wait...the more distant we will grow...
what fucking kills me...is that it'll never, ever, ever be the same. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 7th, 2005|09:18 pm] |
"7:08-06/02-Yes I am." new book coming out. Features two latest writings..."Lord Have Mercy" and "It's Family Time" and "Rose Hill."
Complete expirement in literature. A nu-wave art. It's beautiful so far. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 2nd, 2005|12:02 am] |
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remember line for song...You are merely an exception |
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| My Name Is Chad, Now Fuck Me |
[Apr. 10th, 2005|09:42 am] |
Welcome to Teen utopia
good luck fitting in somewhere
Hold your knife close to you
It's the only thing that you can trust
And everything is candycoated
Golden plated, polished with lies
These are the days where yes means no
and decency is hard to find
Everybody in this place, looks the same, on the inside
Its not what you are, it's what you look like
Its not who you are, it's who your with
Popularity can bring you anything
we're turning heads now, we're turning heads
We'll spit in your face
and make it look like art
Wonder now, how did we get this far
Its something unavoidable
and it's necessary for skin
Welcome to a town, where your makeup
weighs more than your heart
And everything is candycoated
Golden plated, polished with lies
These are the days where yes means no
and decency is hard to find
Everybody in this place, looks the same, on the inside
Its not what you are, it's what you look like
Its not who you are, it's who your with
Popularity can bring you anything
we're turning heads now, we're turning heads
Welcome to my fabricated, manipulated, simulated life
We're sleazy and we're hungry for the filth to flood our tummy
We're hopeless and we're vile, come hide behind denial with me
We want to fuck your face...We want to fuck your face
We want to suck you dry...We want to fuck your face. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 3rd, 2005|11:26 pm] |
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Hope is just a phase. |
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