If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied,
Illuminate the 'no's on their 'vacancy' signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks,
Then I'll follow you into the dark.
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So what if you can see the darker side of me?
Hedonist, headbanger, heathen.
Sapphic, self-sustainable, smart (enough).
Musical, melancholic, me.
Twisted, tempremental,tame.
Determined, decided, disjointed.
Fast, fierce, free.
That's me in a nutshell, if I could fit into one anyway.
Who can tell me what love is?
I wish you could.
Hedonist, headbanger, heathen.
Sapphic, self-sustainable, smart (enough).
Musical, melancholic, me.
Twisted, tempremental,
Determined, decided, disjointed.
Fast, fierce, free.
That's me in a nutshell, if I could fit into one anyway.
Who can tell me what love is?
I wish you could.
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Designer: Trash.co
Basecodes: Detonatedlove
Image: Ohhspontaneityy
Brushes: Moargh, Aethereality
Font: Dafont
Image host: Photobucket
Scripts: Dynamic Drive
i'm definitely sick. oh no. i don't care about my homework, i am going to get well by Monday and soldier through the auditions. i HAVE to.
today i was kinda loopy because of the medecine, and Christophe made us stand around and 'observe' the environment... so naturally i chose the back of the Alliance. and me and Duke combined forces and it was damn funny cause his reads off like an Ikea catalogue (1 table, 3 chairs, one empty bottle of Orangina, 2 plastic bags, i WANTED : MAS SELAMAT poster, etc...) and mine was purely emotional (I see the security guards trying to figure out what i'm doing... two girls in pink who look stoney... I'M HUNGRY... oh, she's drinking a Coke, etc...). HAHA.
and then we read a passage today in which the main character's name is Bashir Assoweh. and i looked at it and went,"HEY, IT'S BASHIR!" like damn loudly and everyone stared at me for a while wondering if i was okay (i was not). Bash, if you're reading this, i miss talking to you, dumbshxt. come online once in a while dude.
oh, by the way, i'm sorry for missing all your calls, i've been dead to the world and probably will be again tomorrow. sorry guys.
missing band prac tomorrow, grrrr. but honestly i shouldn't strain my voice, though i'd imitate Gerard Way quite convincingly with this voice. HAHA.
i'll see you on the flipside.
for some reason today i thought i was gonna break down, then i remember Leroy, Gary and Andrea, and how i should be thankful for what i have, and somehow i didn't. i'm proud of myself that i didn't just fall apart.
but i'm different now, and i can't give up so easily anymore.
what am i supposed to say?
Basecodes: Detonatedlove
Image: Ohhspontaneityy
Brushes: Moargh, Aethereality
Font: Dafont
Image host: Photobucket
Scripts: Dynamic Drive
11:05 AM, Sunday, April 20, 2008
i swear i never meant to let it die.i'm definitely sick. oh no. i don't care about my homework, i am going to get well by Monday and soldier through the auditions. i HAVE to.
today i was kinda loopy because of the medecine, and Christophe made us stand around and 'observe' the environment... so naturally i chose the back of the Alliance. and me and Duke combined forces and it was damn funny cause his reads off like an Ikea catalogue (1 table, 3 chairs, one empty bottle of Orangina, 2 plastic bags, i WANTED : MAS SELAMAT poster, etc...) and mine was purely emotional (I see the security guards trying to figure out what i'm doing... two girls in pink who look stoney... I'M HUNGRY... oh, she's drinking a Coke, etc...). HAHA.
and then we read a passage today in which the main character's name is Bashir Assoweh. and i looked at it and went,"HEY, IT'S BASHIR!" like damn loudly and everyone stared at me for a while wondering if i was okay (i was not). Bash, if you're reading this, i miss talking to you, dumbshxt. come online once in a while dude.
oh, by the way, i'm sorry for missing all your calls, i've been dead to the world and probably will be again tomorrow. sorry guys.
missing band prac tomorrow, grrrr. but honestly i shouldn't strain my voice, though i'd imitate Gerard Way quite convincingly with this voice. HAHA.
i'll see you on the flipside.
for some reason today i thought i was gonna break down, then i remember Leroy, Gary and Andrea, and how i should be thankful for what i have, and somehow i didn't. i'm proud of myself that i didn't just fall apart.
but i'm different now, and i can't give up so easily anymore.
what am i supposed to say?