nintendocloud

In middle school, i made mariah carey's "always be my baby" on mariopaint. i got 25 bucks for it.

SHIT!!! FUCK!!! HOW THE!? FFFF ACK!! =0

My user name is IUSED2CARE but i deleted my password
Im speaking to you with my lip-gloss, not from the heart
Im inconsistently disinterested in mostly every thing about ya
And you should know, this is all in parenthesis, what im about ta say
its like a quisper, a phrase, it WAS the morning after
www.Uhhhhh.fine/WHTEVR
Is smoking still a _thing_ ?
im a textual poetoth, thats plural for something with egyptian origin
ANYWAY i had some yingyang again with G_D ... in that 20 percent opacity kinda way
and i mean this in the most sincere way.
Sometimes i get this pain in my eyebrow , when i feel strongly about something
i def get emosh with this, so hear me out
Our moon signs totally trine, and we both have a god age of roughly the same number
Are you playing jurassic park tonight
agnostically speaking, hes way more mature than me
I just feel really vuln right now, he doesnt even have a profile, like what am i supposed to do?
i did a reading, at work, on my skrypod, im feelin pos about this!!!
TEXT me when you get this email cuz i REALLY need to give the deets OWKOI
When i wake up 2morrow, i want to feel sharing feelings, i want to feel inside you
like a hologram
my secret? daily divination and a stick of orbitz
Your hands look so much more amazing now that i know what your dick feels like
Im popular in a really subtle way, its kinda my thing, its a skill
you wanna know how i got this far, with my freakin sketchbook
and a busted ouija family
i feel a lot less middle about this
Ur ignorance is really cute, so's ur email address.
next time i see you i wont have teen fear
i wanna share a webhost with you
LTRZ

Turn-ons: haunted castles, bloody goblins, 7 foot tall mummies, axe murderers, chainsaw/strobe.

Halloween, your foreplay exceeds all others. NOW FINISH THE JOB

There are way to many things taking up my time right now. Somehow i have been entangled in a million and one things. SIGH. I try so hard to be unapproachable/brooding/annoyed/reclusive/detached/nihilistic. WHYYYYYYY. i think toronto was the only breath of air i felt good about. It was furthering the big picture, and one of the few times i felt a connection with something. guh.

On another annoying note.... im receiving criticism on work that isn't even what i would consider my main craft/work of choice, but rather playing around and goofing off, and some how now i have been pinned with this stigma. Its frustrating when someone says your work reminds them of ____, (and at this point nothing is original) but its blood boiling when they call you a blatant rip off, when little do they realize that person who they think was the first to do it all, was making work along side me since i was 18 in school and we shared thoughts, ideas, classes friends and the whole experience which shaped what we make now. If i wanted to make that kind of "thing" my style or work, i could have done it a lot sooner(and a lot better), but its so contemporary and referential that i highly doubt it will hold up in a few years. I only do it because its quick and fun and comes natural. But as something to put my all into.... I was bored with it then, im bored talking about it now. I wonder if everyone in any movement got as much shit as people do now. Im sure every artist working in the style of cubism hated life as much as i do. Poor impressionists too. I hate young art school snots who think they know something about something. Really, its people who DONT go to school who seem to know whats up. You should do your research before you open your youtube account. Im not going to stop though. Although im complaining about it now, I really could careless. In fact, on second thought, i hope everyone starts hating it.

And lastly... Art in new york fucking sux. Anyone can be a curator now. its a free for all.

idiotic move by humans number 1 trillion and 17: SLAMMING A SATELLITE INTO THE MOON TO SEE IF THERE IS WATER

What I did under the Blood Moon
by Nintendo Cloud

Oct 4th Blood Moon = Full Moon in Aries +
Toronto Canada = Nuit Blanche = 7pm-7am +
Joined new coven = 7 readers plus me = FASTWURMS = did 144 tarot readings in 12 hours
= 1152 readings total = SkryPod =
HIGHER LEVEL OF MAGICK ACHIEVED = fulfillment


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"Sometimes I feel like I'm not
...solid
...I'm hollow.
There's
...nothing behind my eyes,
I'm a negative of a person.
It's as if I had never
...thought,
anything
...I never felt,
anything.
All I want is blackness.
Blackness...
and silence."

despondent, reserved, skeptic, underwhelmed

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>>>>>BOSTONSEEKER
Hey you, thanks for checking out my profile! Self-summary huh? Let's see..where do I begin? I'm a California transplant studying in Boston, looking for new friends in the area. I'm a pretty regular guy who likes to go out and have fun, travel, watch films.




>>>>>LILTRANNYFAG
Hey there! I've been here once before...gonna go ahead and give it another go.

I've been in Boston for a couple of years now, transplant from San Francisco. Im in Grad school, working on my MFA, which takes up the majority of my life. I try to balance out work and play... occasionally..



>>>>JOHNNY27CW
What can I say...
I love music. I love writing music, listening to it, talking about it...
I love running and protein..haha

I am excited about life.



>>>>>INTAGLIO83
My name is Adam.
I'm a creative , kind-hearted guy.
I'm fun but serious and strong at the same time.
I'm an artist/maker.
I love animals.
I enjoy dancing even though I'm not that great at it.
I like to party and have a good time but I'm looking to make some...



>>>>>CHILLDOWN
I am a fun guy - I grew up on the north shore of Boston - been around this little world a few times, but always seem to be back. I have a really laid back personality, but am more a 1-on-1 type of guy. Im fun, can teach you things about things, and am definitly a great listener... did i mention im chill?


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its a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake
if the way is hazy
you gotta do the cookin by the book
you know you cant be lazy
never use a messy recipe
the cake will end up crazy
if you do the cookin by the book,
then youll have a
break it down bitch
let me see you back it up
drop dat ass down low
now pick that motherfucker up
well break it down bitch
lemme see you back it up
drop that ass down low
now pick that motherfucker up
now back that pussy shes a motherfucker
hey-back that pussy shes a motherfucker
now back that pussy shes a motherfucker
hey-back that pussy shes a motherfucker
its a piece a'cake to bake a pretty cake-WHAT
if the way is hazy-OH YEAH
you gotta do the cookin by the book-WHAT
you know you cant be lazy-YEAH
never use a messy recipe-WHAT
the cake will end up crazy-OH YEAH
if you do the cookin by the book-HEEYEAH
then youll have a
rub that shit its yours bitch
grab his dick its your bitch
rub that shit its yours bitch
grab that dick its yours bitch
now turn around bitch
put that ass on a nigga
grind on his dick make it get a little better
now turn around bitch
put that ass on a nigga
grind that dick yeah make it get bigger
you gotta do the cookin by the book-YEAH

I fell in to a huge pool of water contained by a brick building outside in a huge brick city. the pool was full of battling submarines and explosions were everywhere. it was a really sunny day. the streets were overflowing with the water that was splashing everywhere, and people were just standing everywhere. there was a loud electronic sound and i was again dropped into the pool from about a mile above, this time i was a submarine. i fell deep into the warm water and sank deep down, and blasted a hole through the brick. i was walking (as a sub) around and smashing everything in site with a hammer. things seemed to shatter and break as if made of peanut brittle. i decided not to smash a car full of children. i was walking further and the city scape resembled a grand mall parking lot. i stood outside on a cement block, which began to float high up and around, the feeling was dizzying and i saw my reflection in the glass of a building, and i was a pop star singing a song which reminded me of lil Jon, but i looked like Hanna Montana. i said what the fuck. then i saw all these enormous email icons made of a plastic cardboard, falling from the sky. i looked up and a giant flying envelope was dropping the icons all over the ground of the parking lot. still very sunny, i walked into the mall, and saw madame serina from teen witch. i hugged her, she was selling high end perfume, but i didn't see anything but shoes. i grabbed a pair, and ran into my mom, and she was with a bunch of women who were dressed the same as her. i went outside to the parking lot again, and had no shoes on, and there was still water from the subs, so i put the shoes that i just grabbed on. they were made out of spongy rubber, and it was impossible to tie them, and they had like 4 inch heels. they were actually gummy material, so it mooshed around. i saw coworkers, and felt embarrassed. i went to the orange Julius, and felt my teeth were loose, and pulled out three front teeth which had fallen out. i freaked and went back outside to call the doctor, but there were horses running around everywhere.

things that happened today=tonight(this moment)

woke from dream about my cat-self killing my human-self
read matt's list of funerary songs
sang wind beneath my wings to myself
thought about the 30 funerals i have attended and the amount of times that very song made me cry-LOTS
mom picked me up
went to salem and got a picture of my aura
it was multicolored.
went to dinner
got in a fight with my mom
made her cry
hate myself
went to see star trek
saw old spock
thought about my loved family members who loved the original, who are all dead now=cried to myself
old spock made me cry
told my mom im sorry
said goodbye
got home, sat on bed, playing bathory, feeling scared about being alone.
remaining sad, feeling old.
god im lame

The channels are open. I have been getting alot of information. Tonight, i recieved something from within. Something i had hidden for a long time.
Standing in a doorway, in that house, all the lights were off, but one, tiny lamp, with a lace lampshade. My hair was wet, but the air was dry, hot. The windows were all open. I stood there, staring, my eyes fixed on a tv tray, a cup steadily vibrated on it. The wind was strong, there werent any houses to block its power, and the walls creaked. I was alone. I heard the train whistle, and looked towards the window, where you were watching. I couldnt breath.

everything is funny. everything. Anything and everything should be made fun of, and anything and everything should be beautiful. Nothing is ever too soon. if this offends you, you have an under developed sense of the world or have never had anything bad happen to you.

I cant believe i made it to my bed alive.

Tonight is one of those rare nights, the kind of feeling Halloween night SHOULD have. They were more frequent when I was younger, maybe because i was more removed from a city environment.
The air is cold, not too cold. There is no wind, no sound, no traffic, no one on the street, save for a random person walking opposite you, then they vanish. Lights are on in the top of the church spire. The moon is no where in sight. The orange street lighting casting shadows that confuse the eye. Its late, but not that late. Normal objects play tricks on you, faces appear in dark parked cars, you walk quietly, softly, you feel like someone is watching you. From far ahead, you see headlights turn on, and slowly drive toward you. You think about veering off down a street, but notice there is another pair of headlights. You walk with your head down, hood on, as the car slowly drives by. A single piece of paper coasts and collides down the street, yet still, not wind. Perhaps the perfect moment as you walk by an ally way and the relief of it being empty is accompanied by a "close call" synth tingle. You feel alert, not afraid, for the fear inside on a night like this is not of the typical muggers, hoodlum, but the deranged, the calculated, the monsters. When you get to the door, you open with haste, still quietly, and lock the door, you watch your every corner until the door to your room is shut, and you are safe. Then, you turn off the lights, and slowly pull back the curtain of your window, half expecting someone to be outside on the street looking up, making eye contact. Its my favorite kind of night

The recession/neudepression is bringing back animatronics to commercials. this.is.good. perhaps in my lifetime I will see the CG trend fade away like vaudeville cartoons. With smaller accounts, companies have to BRAINSTORM again. weird. They cant pay their 20 something think-tankers to tell them what kids want?

side note- why does America always have to hate on Russia? aka I hate the Watchmen/Golden Compass-you can all kiss my ass!
I've come to the conclusion that the only way to "fix" this country(is it even worth it at this point?) would be some form of dictatorship(by yours truly)even though I feel/know this topic has been exhausted over the last few centuries.

I have quite an extensive plan written out; "to do" lists, "to not do again" lists, etc. Im well read, multi talented, I know the mistakes, oversights, faux pas that other countries have made, sci-fi utopian books that have holes in their systems' foundations. It may entail building a wall, giving some states back, downsizing, exiling... just sayin'...heavy filtering, at least for a few generations, until I have wiped our cultural slate clean of American fodder. Something like 1984, minus the trash outside and the gross-factor of human execution. I like the uniforms, I wont lie, but I would design something new each year. Maybe a bit like Logan's Run? I feel Japan had a good thing going before the western world came about..then again, what country didn't?

I'm having a hard time deciding if the internet is becoming stale, or if I am just bored with it. Is there something wrong with me? I think its too easy. Much like its cousin, The C.G.I., The Internet is without "magic". There isnt any smoke and mirors, secret recipies, human error, organic character, soul. It is what it is. TIMEWASTING FAULTY GLOWING PORTAL. And it has everything, and it is really accessible. Even this stupid "live" journal, which isnt live at all, or made of real substance, is too easy. Its too out in the open for me. Everyone can see your likes and dislikes. Is it good that everyone finds others who like what they like so easily? Maybe... NOT-think furries/woolies/adult babies?? I feel rather, people see what others like, and then mimic that aesthetic to an obnoxious level. And that is what is boring. Perhaps I am romanticizing pre-net ignorance, or not ignorance, more of pre-net mystery. I just don't trust anything on it. Nothing is really authentic or high quality, full scale, information wise, or other. People are blindly becoming overzealous for this thing.
I bet if I were a teen, or an older adult, I would be excited about this. Kinda feel like the 20s age aint feelin it. Growing up with big crazy libraries, museum field trips, stop motion movies, beautiful films in school, TV programs about cool books flowing around us, then RIGHT at that pivotal cusp, puberty, the internet was thrown at us. We didn't get to grow up without it and be excited in our later years with this revolution, or be basically young enough to forget about the past way of learning/finding/communicating things and embrace it. Its like moving to America from another country when you're 15. You spoke another way for so long, you are past that point of loosing the accent, it will always linger no matter how hard you try. TRAUMATIC! Sometimes when someone types weblingo, I contemplate suicide. Its just stupid. If you want to push my buttons, my key phrase of blood curdle is "idk". Note though, if you are in a radius of my physical body, you will experience real pain, there is nothing cyber about how hard I will punish your juvenile abbreviations, you vexing web whore. Im only announcing this in hopes to release animalistic tendencies in defiance of my youth culture, right? am I right?

p.s. Animalistic wasn't even in this half-assed spellchecker. It underlined it. DOES NOT COMPUTE!

Seriously. I know I said it before, but I'm so over the internet. There are only 4 people from all my online lives that i have not met in real life yet. I'll probably hang with them in like two months anyway I'm sure. Its not like they live in Siberia.
I just feel the need to focus on real life. The internet is far too passive of a means to anything. Art, friendships, love life(pffft) whatever. Web burnout 2008. When i threaten to leave the internet people give me shit like I am in catholic school and not attending church anymore. Give it up. I was never good at networking, i find it absolutely embarrassing and shameless(real life or virtual). 'Round of applause for those who "got their dream" with chatting up JM-e156 or MR_Guggenheim63. Yeah you got in the biennial with your digital art. But i still thought it was bullshit. I am happy you found aftereffinalcutprotoolstudiomaxcell.08 but i saw it in school, after the first attempt to use the program, and i thought it sucked then too. I hate computer art, and i will never go back on that. I have always stood by that. Its plain ugly, and i know the secret to the "magic". Trick me with in-camera effects. Then im mind blown. The only thing this world-interweb is good for is making funnies. Even Wikipedia is dodgy. I'm waiting for someone to impress me. And it hasn't happened here. I'm going to the library. Wanna meet up? You can come over and we can look at the books we got. I have a really amazing collection of things in my room. Books, objects, things i made in real life you can touch and wear and hold and burn and watch and read. And it doesn't have to have a cable connection. Just sayin.

I feel really sorry for children (ages 0-17) growing up right now.

The chosen spectrum of colors used for marketing on you is paralyzing.
The vocabulary at which you develop is embarrassing.
The available visual stimulus is so watered down its heart-wrenching.
I'm sorry you were born.

Now you see me, now you dont.