numbers

Age/Gender: 20, Male
Location: Seattle, WA

I LOVE STARING AT MY OWN PROFILE FOR HOURS ON END.

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i need flash

Posted by numbers Feb. 16, 2009 @ 6:19 PM EST

i need flash 8 'cause 9 is gay & MX is old news like newgrounds but i need flash after a 2 year hiatus cuz my fatass is comin' back baby.

so just email me the prog & crack at colon.dee@hotmail.com plzktjhnx.

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faggrounds

Posted by numbers Jan. 5, 2009 @ 2:35 AM EST

hey so like i went on newgrounds but i was banned for unjust reasons & then i went vack to newgrounds after a month but was still banned cuz NG is gay & they're fuckin nazis & i'm going toleave NG to prove how naziriffic they are the fuckin assholeds!!!!!!!

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so here's captain beefheart

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am i old

Posted by numbers Nov. 12, 2008 @ 7:04 PM EST

i used to think 19-21 year olds were just bitching 'cause they're emotional shits but im seriously getting what they meant now.

aint i interesting.

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i miss newgrounds

Posted by numbers Mar. 21, 2008 @ 11:19 PM EDT

sincerely.

I'M NOT KIDDING.

i miss newgrounds.

no one cares.

BUT I DO.

I HAVE A HEART TOO.

the old one, anyway.

before it went hi-tech.

and everything.

and the people didn't suck.

and i wasn't busy being a famous estabilished author and all.

anyway.

i'm the crawling king snake and i rule my dick.

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Happanaying

Posted by numbers Sep. 12, 2007 @ 9:14 AM EDT

Hey comp man, sitting over there. Would you like a cup man? Sitting on your hair. Some kind of wonderful coming out in style. There's a time to think while you aren't wild. Some say that it's a disease, others think that they are me. All the times going round and round with a hole, all I'll say is I'm a no.

Who wrote what you're thinking? Why say what you are kicking?

All confusion can be picked up at the door, please step away from teh train.

Sign light goes down, sweaty glands, making up tulips and jazmins.

LET'S INHALE DIAMONDS! LET'S INHALE DIAMONDS!

Bookmarked and framed. Return to says another pouring drain. Some kind of happiness brought down in glee, how could you be jealous when you breathe?

Peter's are serpents and good for sucking.

Oh look another special blonde country idiot singing his way through another side.

Can't mind a picture. A name ismn't proof. Why sidewards say the same? All the cannots will be said. Another question? Sadness a part of returning from away.

I did not write about the time you wrote about petting the hairy rubber dicky.

SOME KIND OF WONDERFUL DREAM IS HAPPENING!!!!

CAN YOU FEEL IT!?

CAN YOU FEEL IT!?

IT'S A DREAM OF HAPPINESS AND BEAUTIFUL GREATNESS!

IT'S HAPPENING!

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Hands in Bowls

Posted by numbers Sep. 12, 2007 @ 9:13 AM EDT

Who knew you didn't know what everyone already bowed?

Masters making juniors of the Gregory Owens Death.

Sitting on a laying and praying for another wish.

See how they hear my binoculars coming for their train.

I am the effman! I am the effman! I am the journal! TEEHEEKAPEE!

Mr.Lennon so come in and let yourself another hit, see HOW THE HEART DOESN'T LET IN ANY VERMIN.

I'm suicidar.

Jail is an old circus tent wrapped in stone, gone out to battle! Some battle! What happened?

Knickers bobbers little flobbers robbing the soakers,

when the music is over turn out the light and my fire.

I'm suicidar.

I am the effman! I am the effman! I am the journal! TEEHEEKAPEE!

Pouring dripping pornogripping, set around my iffy lump, every glancing so more prancing, dancing little gays. Gone overboard. I'm suicidar.

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Got a creativity in my hand.

Posted by numbers Sep. 12, 2007 @ 9:11 AM EDT

Got a Nine am that is saying,
have a cigarette that's waiting.
Making the best out of thoughts,
with a help from marijating.

Times of cats they go on purring,
and the sex is a stirring.
DO you know why this is entertaining?
Rhyming is so cultivating.

Got a creativity in my hand.

Days have passed and nights have ow,
later shrooms have passed underneathe.
Doesn't the audience love this show?!
I'm numbers and yes I'm slow.

Got a creativity in my hand.
Got a creativity in my hand.

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I have been a shithead teenager all my life. I'm used to it. You're used to it. Why change a good thing, right? When you're 13, you can be a special little annoying asswad and no one blames you because..well kids are supposed to be annoying and it's adorable.

Yet as you get older you not older recieve more wisdom, but become funnier or something. BUT OHOHOHO HERE COMES THE RESPONSIBILITY AND THE CRAZY ASSFUCK HORMONES THAT CANNOT BE CONTROLLED with sex-jokes and innapropriate dick remarks because hey! That's the internet.

17. I'll admit life could've been better. Animating. Sleeping. Eating. Working on my novel. Dreaming of the earlier years. WHY CHANGE THIS FUCKING THING!?

18181881818188181818818 EIGHTFUCKINGTEEN. Why? why? I don't wanna be an adult. I don't care if you can legally drink or smoke pot or smoke chemicals or any of that. I'm a kid. I'll always be a kid and want to be a kid DON'T FUCKING GROW ME UP DAMMIT. Turn me 27 years old or kill me now because I'm staying 17 YEARS OLD WHETHER YOU FUCKING LIKE IT OR NOT, LIFE!

Why 18? Why me? I mean I feel like a pedo already when I call a 15 year old girl beautiful (you've done it), but now I'll actually BE a pedophile! WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT?! I mean there IS fun but that means I can't surf minigirls or millionorgasms or lovetgp without being arrested and taken away from my precious internet. And then the child porn stories (secret) will have to stop because then I'll be liable to be sent to prison and everyone will fucking care about that.

Grr. Damn age. DAMN YOU, AGE!

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HOW THE FUCK COULD BRIAN MELO WIN!??!!

Posted by numbers Sep. 12, 2007 @ 8:15 AM EDT

I MEAN MY FUCKING GOD! JAYDEE BIXBY WAS 16 YEARS OLD, HADN'T REACHED PUBERTY, AND SANG LIKE A FUCKING 30 YEAR OLD RAPIST ON NEWGROUNDS! I MEAN HOW THE FUCK COULD HE NOT WIN!? FUCK YOU, CANADA! Ugh. Canada sucks.

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Four Thirty AM

Posted by numbers Sep. 12, 2007 @ 7:31 AM EDT

Curious oh do - let's wander far.

Take me to the road I have before.

How do you like to travel there?

How does your sitting stance do it now?

Just is there - we'll go there. Enjoy it without detours, offroading signs. Airbags. Airbags.
You cannot do - it's impossible with the mentally challenged. That's all you need you need - experience face rubbing alcohol, cotton tips and qballs. Bandage the anxiety pills, swallow 'em oh down.

Someday it won't be the way you think, and will be greater than the dream. Wash away the afternoon, some observants are quick to notice it's the hopeless and lifeless way. All I can do is laugh - in the way I enjoy. So slowly create the word, so..so..dig up the space.
Crawl into it & yell! THIS IS THE WISH! Why are you yelling? With the intention to feel trust - all appreciation hasn't been learnt. Resting the chair - it needs its rest.

Sooth around - go so north. Pack it all in, go out with ya to our place. Bow up to you - I'll bend down but I got a broken back, from laying on my lazy ass. Go inside and cover. This is all plastic - you figuratively made bastards! Bigger! Faker! Rubbilier. Rooby. What just happened?

Plastic toy sets. I'm not here, you can't see me. Invisible idiot.

Making conversation to you, with thoughts. Sunken ship noise - overturn the imagination. Soon you will your will to end these times you regret, the bad, the nghts, the doubht, and everything that keeps you from smiling. Second-hand guess the worst, assume to a wrong. Hole the way, it's all them and you. Their to owns. Relate to the sky.

As I begin to think of you, could you - be - alright - without saying a thing? As we lay - with out day - and our - love. Oh silence - do you - admit - it is - beautiful? As we look - into - us - our silence - has - grown. Are you alright? Here we are.

I hope you enjoy it. I should create a you - so we can we. Walk the sky - it is our ground. Every star a welcome mat, don't step on any planes. You don't want their blood on your shoes. Wait until I go into my zone - before taking off. Sing me to sleep with your lullabys about boring events - then start and end your days & nights before I wake up.

Melody, my me right now, you're mine for this short while. All the us that was. Relive it for me. Re-experienced for you. Take away the bad. I could feel you last night - and on that night alone.

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