Hurricane day!
it's quite beautiful.
the winds aren't going wild and the rain makes such a soothing sound.
i love this day :DDDD
om nashi mee&stay dry, or get wet,
--janii (;

oh how the tables have turnedd,

i was just at the Free People site,
 and i found thesee...

they're just a few of the things that took my breath away.

the details are incredible.

it came in handy too because i'm redecorating my room,

and i've got a few ideas now :D

maybe i'll post later.

i love how i can always go to free people and feel SO much better.

i've been having kind of a rough time here.,

and seeing this inspires me.

it just melts away all the bad stress.

it's better than beads.

:O

i cant believe i said that.

but it's true ;)

keep up the good work free people <33

i wish i could work for youuu *

&in other news,

  there's a hurricane warning for my town.

mom's bought like fifty sandbags and is trying to keep us all safe.

i doubt anything will happen,

but if it does,

well i love the rain anyways.

           &with God's help, we'll survive :)

om nashi me,

        janii. (:

calling all angels

calling all you angeeeeellls.

when children have to play inside so they don't dissappearr.
something that rhymes with that.
lalalala :DD

and iiiiiiii wanna sing already,
i need a mic.
no i dont.
someone teach me how to play the guitar.
inspiration.
so i can sing in the streets,
watch everyone pass me by,
ignoring the girrl they think is high,
but honey i don't float
in anything but water.

;DDDD

om nashi mee
--janii :)

I was supposed to have dinner with you today.

I GOT A LOOKBOOK! YYEAAAH BOYY :DDDD
everyonecansuckit!
woooo xDDDD
just search for "Jani C" on there :DD and hype :P

om nashi me,
. Jani<3

Pinche caca blue waffle cagado, :)

ah brooklyn brooklyn take me in.,

my hands, they shake. my head, it spins.

 that song inspired me to write my own song.
it's been years that i've been trying to get myself to write a song.
but i haven't been able to.
i always end up ripping it apart.

and i think that,
the one i wrote was worth the wait.

 i don't know what i wrote it for,
maybe that'll be revealed soon enough.

this is a little piece of it,
cause i'm not ready to post the whole thing on here.
i think it's called no stranger could love me.
i'm not sure yet :)
"i talk to birds they eat up the empty space.
sometimes i hear the wind carry your fragrance.
don't ask me how."

brown eyed girl

she crossed the seven seas,

metaphorically.

found the gold 

with a pot of rainbow,

she's been living for too long

waiting for superman,
he hasn't forgotten,
or lost her,
or anything.
she's just too heavy for superman to lift.

he smiles at the moon like he knows her

supposed i never never met you,

    ja-ja-ja jive talkin',

                                                    geeeeez, there's dog crotch product on my floor.


om nashi me,
               janiii<3

our dreams are works of whales and all of that delfin.

that is Ofe&me in about a year and  a half.

heyy,

i'm old now.

getting older.

time is catching up.

and for now,

it feels good.

woo!

mr.cloudshine,

in the morning light,

cover the morning light.

the mouring.

--om nashi me,

janiii.

something abuot white people,.
baby,
funk.
no problem
mememeem.
you dont got to stop to feelll sometj9iig

yiu dsico down and check out the prostitues
wpwqlwawyw

white boyy,
you suck cordoroy
lay down your dad into your rock.
 do you wear pants

wa waa awawaaaa
 well that wadnt easy
but netier was your dfdas sm osdnfio'ase gneygio

i cant type because thew wsong is too fasdt
he must be black
oh my god its so much better
please help me sing about white poeple
i need siomewernoeshy

open up your mom and look to see if you can find her liver and eat it before it rots


PLAY THAT FUNKY MUSIC MOM!
my mom has good taste because shse found jani's poop the other day

she does.

ooohh mooooaaannn.
play that funky music man, its funky, which is whuy it shoudl be played.
yeahhhhh boooiiiiiiyyyy


fail...







dur dur dur dururr.
rududududd

rud rud rud rud rud druuu eue us


eqeueueueuee

i wnt to the docto he told me that i had a damn prostate,
but i realized its you
i tried to scratch away teh issuel,
all i ever get is herpes,
everyones allergic tooo,
everybody hates that,
allergic too
crryying.

now i dound out that you were lying when you told me i was a rash.
tangle your face its decieveing to the truth i need to eat.
everyones allergic too sydney ivt
everyone's allergic to piostin ivy.

everybody gets itchy,
everybody likes it,
everyone's allergic to,



CCCCCCAAAAAATTTSS,
\

MEEEEOOWOWW.


dam damd admadmad admadm mamamamaamamamama
cant sot even if i tried cant walk awaayy,


danananananananana.
oisting
ivyy
cant run if it s bouat you sun.

son.

meeeooww.

cant bark even if i tried i cant walk aaway.
cauuse i've got paws.
ruuuf ruufuf
rrruuuuffff
everyone's allergic tooo. sydney iv=y=\
everybody meeds need a a little moaning,
everybody hates cats. more than dogs.
dogs like dry humpo people.
hj babbyyy,


oohh bnabbbyy.

nananananananananananananananaa
everydboy g=every bodty everydbo y]


posin sliiiimmmyyy.,..
posin slimyyyy


guimmme some poesing babyHUUHH

dan dan an adnadnadn adnadnd ndanddnandadnadna

i got your pants,
on a clouydy day.
when its cold outsideeee,
i like to plaayy,

wirth myssseeeeeeellff,
cause im a perv likeee you way.
mt girl.
falking baout my ggrriills.
ive got so much jani,

sydney envys me.
i've got a sweeter thong,
than tom could ever dream
i guesss you say what can make me ask your mom out,
my biy.
talking baout my dfocket.
 oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh


dan dan andandadnadnadan dand asdadnadna danasdn


ho ho hoo

hoh oh ohop

hey.

ooohhh,

i dont need no body
or your finger,
i got all the riches babt,
sydney could prostitue,
i gueessss,
you'd say,
what can make me masturbate.
my girl.
myt girl.
talking about my grill.s
my grill.s


my i got sunshine on a cloudy .day.
i've even got your monthly payu,,
sydneyy.
talking about yuouioooooouuuuuuuu


oohhhh.

so my cirldk,

these lyrics, started out with a kiss how did it end up like your mom
it was your only dad.
i rtold you to wuack.
but your mom sent you to a sack.
steal that skirt.
dont let it hurt.
i just cant poop.
its killing me,
i'm shacking undollable,
just me,
=eating all my feeilngs,
takling about lullabies, a
and your dad's corodies
open ip yyour vaginaa, cause mr. brightpantssky

and i've been becasuse your face.
how did you end up m yfist .
it was only a catb.
and shes taking my fag.
how it ded
he takes off his dress.
now let me take go,.
i just can t breathe it poping me.
its taking control,
juans face stats is verty mexican,
your dad likes llullabies,
and so do your hornyflies,
destiny caling me,
open iup your vagina,
cause mr. brightpantssky.

instrumental
i neverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,
masstuuubbaaaaaaaaattteeee,
ii aalllwaaaaayyyyssssssssssssss,
eat your faaacceee./


EEENNNDD.

why dont you ask your mom and your koala. to do your face c ause i told you dadda astar is cool is cant ttype i sing really good ui just spit om the screen, im just pooping on the touler./ waitinf for the flush. something about a toulet .and your car cokc, jani is boring, she s oosoo s bnoring about the toilet .get back your car cockk. ooh i spelled it right now jofjsoidfj
i'm juast sitting on the my toilet .waiting for your mom. dadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadad mom. dfreeeefeifjs mjnrii rir iririii rririrririr rrrrriiii riririrririririririririririrrirr.
ririririiriririririririri
woowowowowowowowowo wwwaaaaaoooohhhhhh wwwaaaoaoooohhhhhh
poop.
my momo in the toilet. i cant stand your facccceeee
dand dan dandan dandnad nadnadna ansda nnanana

nada.

sitting on mty dardwn.
 waiting for my darrndennnnnnnnnnnn.

OFF.
woot

i love you.

peace.
finally,
i can breathe.
i've decided to love unconditionally.
you don't have to say bye when you leave,
you can like my best friend,
you can be honest with me,
you can lie, (i'll find out eventually but it'll be okay)
and i'll believe you.
because i've got no reason not to believe anymore.
and i love fifteen people.

mom.
dad.
ofe.
juan.
sydney.
brenda.
nash.
iliana.
sophie.
raymond.
ricky.
jaimito.
Aunt Eva.
Carlos.
and the jonas brothers do count.


:]

<3

She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
she loves you yeah yeah yeah,
&with a love like that..you know you should be gladdd :)

relievveeeddddddddddddddddd

i want a blue waffle,alabama hot pocket family.
sounds nice.
haha.


not really.

i just wanna be able to not be alone.

&right now i'm not :)

yaay,