Friday, June 15, 2007

Boyfriends suck. British boys win.

Sooooo.
Boyfriend broke up with me and stuff.
Which is stupid.
Cause he's all, "WE'LL DATE WHEN I GET MY LICENSE IN AUGUSTTTTT."
But now he's dating an ugly girl.
Eh. Whatevvvvv.
Don't really care.
I wasn't gonna marry him.

But enough about him.
I don't want him.
You wanna know what I want?
A cute ass British boy.
With long hair.
Who can play guitar and sing to me and stufffff.
Of course has the cutest accent in the world, too.
How about a fucking gentleman?
Ya knowwww.
Those who open the doors for us and pull out our chairs?
What happened to those nice guys?
Sureeeee.
Most girls today go for the "bad guy".
But fuck himmmm.
He's the "bad guy" for a reason.
CAUSE HE'S A DICKKKKK.


Okay. It's like.... 4am.
And I should not be awake right now.
So imma talk to this cute Australian a little more.
Then go to sleep.
MMMMMMMMMMMK?



PS.
A nice Australian boy would be just as nice. :]]]]

Sunday, April 22, 2007

You'll see.

I can't wait.
Till I'm out there.
Doing something.
Being somebody.
And you're sitting at home.
Watching tv or listening to the radio.
And you see and hear me.
And you regret everything you ever did to me.
I have more drive in me to prove you wrong
than the amount of oxygen you breathe in a year.

I can't, I won't, and I refuse to let you hold me back.
Have fun with your childish games.
and your high school immaturity drama.
Because guess what.
They don't even start to phase me.


In years to come.
You'll be begging for my forgiveness.
and I will be screaming,
"Just look at me now."



YOU WILL NOT HOLD ME BACK.
I WILL GET SOMEWHERE.
I WILL BE SOMEBODY.

I'm the most ambitious mothafucka you'll ever meet. :]

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Placebo Setlist

PLACEBO SETLIST

Infra-red
Meds
Because I Want You To
Drag
Sleeping With Ghosts
I Know
Song To Say Goodbye
Follow The Cops Back Home
Every You Every Me
Special Needs
One Of A Kind
Without You I'm Nothing
Bionic
Blind
Special K
Bitter End

Running Up That Hill
Taste In Men
20 Years

Monday, April 16, 2007

On The Arrow.<3

He said, "who truly belongs here?"
"Not I," she stared, "I'll lie here with you."
He knows no one shines forever.
They change with the weather
He said, "I've now stayed too long here."
"Goodbye," she said, "I'll wait here for you"
He knows the winds carry sorrow
as they leave, she'll follow
they leave tomorrow
fragments of joy torn apart.
A freshly drained heart that beats
disguise themselves through him
he'll say that it's nothing new
and swear this is true.
For you, I'll swallow the ocean
I'll swallow the ocean
He said, "Who truly belongs here?"
"Not I," she said, "I'll lie here to you
I know the sorrow is sacred
and I'll never break you
I'll softly save you."
Fragments of joy torn apart
a freshly drained heart that beats
disguise themselves through him.
He'll say that it's nothing new
and swear this is true.
For you, I'll swallow the ocean
I'll swallow the ocean.



It's such a beautiful song.
AFI is amazing. The end.<3

New blog and whatnot

So my friend decided to tell me about this new journal website type thing.
Yep. This would be it.
I've spent years wasting my time on caleida.
I met a few friends, yes. But I just got bored with it.
I might like this journal better than any other ones cause NO ONE KNOWS I HAVE IT. The end.
So the cursor isn't coming up which sucks cause when I go to type something on aim, I come back and I dunno where the fuck I am.
gfgaagfagadjkkl
Okay. I found where I am again.

This template is cute.
I dunno why.
And I also don't know why my username is something ridiculous.
Probably cause I'm always typing something ridiculous.
So right now. I basically feel like going to take a shower and then sleep.
Something along those lines.
School wipes me out.
Except when I sleep through math.
Then I'm okay.
But I did that today and I'm still tired.
Blah@that.


Alright. I don't expect anyone to read this or comment considering no one knows I have a bloggggg.
So basically. Bye selfffff.