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an everyday for tue... stealing and bitches.

Discussion in 'Channel Zero' started by greedy mars, Mar 26, 2002.

  1. greedy mars

    greedy mars Guest

    well i lied about the bitches part but i do steal things alot .. its like drugs, im hooked.i follow the same routine everday. go to class get out go to a friends house chill draw sometimes go out and skate then go to the mall and steal dc wallets and skating clothes like volcom becuase spring is here and i need a new wardrobe. then i get some snacks in the cvs mall. maybe afew drinks. then im outa that fucking place becuase its teen babysit night every night at my mall. then im off to an art store. get about 2 big pilots and 20 tria markers maybe some ink and gel pens then to a convience store. i just load up on gum and steal slurpees by going in with a burger king cup and acting like theres soda in ther and run up fill itup like nothing even happened. then i go home enjoy a burger king meal. then home maybe walk around draw play around with different inks and print frieght outlines constantly and read some shit about american railroads or look at a magazine. hmmm, i wish i could tell a story about the bitches but i dont have any... anyone addicted to stealing or doing the same shit i do? call me retarded but...
     
  2. Zack Morris

    Zack Morris Veteran Member

    Joined: Jun 23, 2001 Messages: 9,728 Likes Received: 4
    I'm not addicted but why do you always IM when I'm not there..its wierd
     
  3. uncle-boy

    uncle-boy Guest

    i'm addicted to cheese burgers:eek:
     
  4. greedy mars

    greedy mars Guest

    i catch you at the wrong time thats why.
     
  5. Pistol

    Pistol Dirty Dozen Crew

    Joined: Jul 12, 2001 Messages: 19,358 Likes Received: 298
    i'm addicted to cheeseburgers,hot dogs, and pizza. oh and strip clubs
     
  6. Dr. Dazzle

    Dr. Dazzle Veteran Member

    Joined: Nov 19, 2001 Messages: 8,147 Likes Received: 3
    I'm addicted to crack.
     
  7. T.T Boy

    T.T Boy Dirty Dozen Crew

    Joined: May 18, 2001 Messages: 21,803 Likes Received: 40
    im addicted to air.
     
  8. ASER1NE

    ASER1NE Veteran Member

    Joined: Oct 15, 2001 Messages: 7,577 Likes Received: 2
    my body is over 65% water
     
  9. ODW

    ODW Member

    Joined: Dec 28, 2001 Messages: 462 Likes Received: 0
    im addicted to sleep and protein shakes.
     
  10. dosoner

    dosoner Elite Member

    Joined: Jun 8, 2000 Messages: 3,735 Likes Received: 26
    I remember sitting on the front steps, enjoying all these new sensations, then looking at a few long blades of grass that were blowing in the breeze. I started to believe they were alive *and* aware, and that they were't just blowing in the breeze but were stretching toward me, reaching out to me. I remember reaching over to touch these blades of grass, then suddenly becoming aware that I was in the midst of so much life. I began to feel like I was so connected with all of life and nature. I think, at that moment, I never felt more alive. I think somehow during this trip, I also became more aware of my own *im*mortality. I seem to remember thinking about dying, and for the first time, it didn't really scare me because I seemed to be aware that my soul somehow transcended anything physical....that in some way, and I didn't know exactly in what way, that I would always exist. I felt very thankful that God had put me on earth so that I may experience the pleasures of having a body, and being able to see beauty, and to hear music, and to experience physical love and sensuous touch, which I feel are physical manifestations of the spirit. I feel humans are as creative as we are because we have a soul, it's our soulful outlet.
     
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