| A random message received today.. |
[May. 8th, 2007|10:21 pm] |
Such malice...
And with it such grace. A tribute to you, oh-malicious gift to the world. Ride thy pale horse as the beauty to wreck upon lives. The incubus applauds you! |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 6th, 2007|01:10 am] |
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Sign says "Keep Out"
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Somebody fill up my gut before I freak out. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 5th, 2007|01:08 pm] |
| [ | emotions |
| |  ERR-OR | ] |
I used to pray like God was listening.
I used to make my parents proud.
I was the glue that kept my friends together,
Now they don't talk and we don't go out.
I used to know the name of every person I'd kissed.
Now I made this bed and I can't fall asleep in it.
Let's see if I can be the miracle worker today. |
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| Maybe I should hate you for this. |
[May. 2nd, 2007|03:21 pm] |
| [ | emotions |
| |  rahh | ] |
| [ | current music |
| | Taking Back Sunday | ] |
This is fucking retarded. Why do I put up with so much bullshit? Certainly not for reasons known before. Those feelings are long since gone. Caring, yes, I do care. What else? I care about a lot of people, but I don't put up with this much shit. I need to go out. I need out of this God forsaken house. I've been driven to this point again. The point of insanity. I walk into my room and go crazy. I walk anywhere in this house, and go crazy! I can't take it anymore. I NEED SUBSTANCE. Maybe that's the reasoning for this dilemma. Putting up with this bullshit leaves me with something to think about, something to figure out. Maybe I'm just not in the mood today. Obviously, I'm not in the mood today. The arguments are usually followed by some intellectual conversation, well, as intellectual as it can get with her.., and hours of talking. NOT TODAY, BETCH. I'm so not dealing with it today. Anyways, I've grown to love Justin's iPod. But, would GLADLY give it back for a few days of fun. :D HINT, DECK. God, I hate things. And life hasn't been too grand.
I'd never lie to you;
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
the truth, is you could slit my throat..
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
And all need to know is that I'm something you'll be missing
Maybe I should hate you for this; Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this; Never really did ever quite get that...
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 27th, 2007|04:01 pm] |
Alcoholic kind of mood
lose my clothes, lose my lube
cruising for a piece of fun
looking out for number one
different partner every night
so narcotic outta sight
what a gas, what a beautiful ass.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal,
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
placebo.<3.
stoked. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 26th, 2007|01:27 pm] |
lolz @ internet drama.
and shit talkers.
it's odd being the one talked about;
i'm usually the one doing the talking. =]
whatevvv's doesn't bother me any.
My scalp was tortured yestday, beauty is pain.
i'm content. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 24th, 2007|01:32 pm] |
Jesus died for somebody's sins;
But not mine
HERRROIIIIN
Smack attack! |
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[Apr. 22nd, 2007|11:46 pm] |
great company. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 21st, 2007|07:04 pm] |
NIGGAS DONT DANCE
THEY JUST PULL UP THEIR panTS
AND DO THE ROCKA WAY
YEAAAAA
- J. |
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