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MATTHEW E. G. CARSON

Thu Dec 20, 2007, 10:33 AM
  • Mood: Affection
  • Listening to: system of a down - bubbles
  • Reading: clockwork orange/not anymore/still love it
  • Watching: fuckin stupid killing brain cells shit
  • Playing: guitar
  • Eating: mr. noodles.
so matt carson just told me that if he ever sees his friends being mean to us he'll tell 'em right off. especially his girlfriend. my msn died before i could copy his words, but this here's a direct quote.

Carson City sent 2007-12-20 14:28:
if i had to choose between her or u who is a better person u win hands down.

haha bitchass. bitches need to get over themselves. just cause they're dating matt carson, it does not in any measure make them like royalty or something.

i love calvin luck

Thu Nov 22, 2007, 4:14 PM
  • Mood: Affection
  • Listening to: dusty old bones, full of green dust!
  • Drinking: erection
-Cal- says:
aha that's ok, i'm trippin balls of cannibutter
jakkidee [this.life.ain't.as.long.as.you.think] says:
of WHAT
-Cal- says:
i made a batch of cookies out of canibutter and then i just ate the left over butter-soggy pot

Meow, see? I miss you, Gangster Kitty.

Sun Nov 4, 2007, 5:17 PM
  • Mood: Sadness
  • Watching: Fat Albert
Well, it's floodin' down in Texas.
All the telephone lines are down.
I've been trying to call my baby,
But I can't get a single sound.


I just though I'd make it more widely known the irony of a cat named Dodger being hit and killed.
Well, and the tragedy of it. Of course.

When I got Dodger in grade 10, he was a fatass brat who would bite anyone who touched him. I wasn't sure what I thought about him then, but Rascal knew. They clicked right away... if ya know what I mean. I never actually had a gay cat before, I didn't think, but Dodger and Rascal were in love. Anyway, Rascal died about six months ago... and, well I guess they're together again now.

But, I mean, as the years went by, Dodger really grew on us. He became less bratty 'cause we never ever spoiled him, just treated him like the rest of the cats. So, every night he slept at he foot of my bed, and every morning he would go into my mom's room and bug her 'till she woke up and fed him. Okay, so that des sound kinda spoiled and bratty, but whatever. He was a damned majestic being. He weighed about fifteen pounds, was the fluffiest thing I'd ever met, and he was basically just a big ol' marshmallow.

But I guess he just wasn't pink and fluffy enough, so when he got hit on the road, he just... gave in. He was still majestic in death, I think. He wouldn't have it any other way.

Rest In Peace, Diggity Dodger.

mockba!

Tue Oct 23, 2007, 4:48 PM
  • Mood: Peaceful
  • Listening to: AFI - Exsanguination
  • Eating: sweet tarts
  • Drinking: water
calvin says:
gonna shower
brb
j a k k i d e e says:
good enuff for ya, you smell, ahah
calvin says:
pshh
j a k k i d e e says:
haha no im sure you smell lovely.
calvin says:
i really do
i just shaved with womans leg shaving cream lol

my dad, the cape bretoner.

Sat Oct 6, 2007, 10:08 AM
  • Mood: Affection
  • Listening to: The Cardigans - Lovefool
  • Reading: Artemis Fowl
  • Watching: What not to Wear
  • Eating: Hallowe'en Cookies
  • Drinking: Water
jakkidee says:
we have local strawberries
Paul says:
we have local oil..lol
jakkidee says:
but id like to see you eat a basket of oil
Paul says:
olive oil...and i would like to see you fill up your motor with strawberries....no WAIT!!!!...don't do that!!
waste strawberries and frig up motor

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