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Friday, July 25th, 2008

Time:10:13 am.
“I have been through a lot and have suffered a great deal. But I have had lots of happy moments, as well. Every moment one lives is different from the other. The good, the bad, hardship, the joy, the tragedy, love, and happiness are all interwoven into one single, indescribable whole that is called life. You cannot separate the good from the bad. And perhaps there is no need to do so, either.”

- Jackie O
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Sunday, July 6th, 2008

Time:3:39 pm.
I don't know if this feeling is a phase or not, but I fear that I have nothing interesting to say...
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Sunday, June 29th, 2008

Time:11:07 am.
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?' Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. It is not just in some of us, it is in everyone, and as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

- Marianne Williamson
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Monday, May 19th, 2008

Subject:Why Gays and Lesbians HATE Bisexuals? - article
Time:1:07 am.
Why Gays and Lesbians Hate Bisexuals:
Though they welcome us into their 'community'.
The fact is that alot of bisexuals are mis treated
by the very people who are mistreated because
of who they chose to love.

Bisexuals are mistreated by the lesbian and gay
community often.
Some of the insults are not limited to but include:

Fence Jumper : Someone who sits on a fence and doesn't know
which side to climb over.

Not 100% ground beef only 80/20.
Reffering to the fact that we chose other partners.

There are no real bisexuals.
Reffering to the fact that often bisexuals
chose to live as 'gays' because they are not able
to live up to their gay partner's expectation. Often
bisexuals lie about being bisexual because
they are threatened and put down by their gay
partner until they tell their gay partner that they have
changed.

Bisexuals are confused.
Though there are persons who've been living with
bisexuality longer than most gay couples have been
together are we still considered confused.
One would think that you would quit calling us
confused after oh 5 or ten years of living and
being active in this lifestyle.



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The following are articles found on the web to support the theory that bisexuals are 'hated' in the gay and lesbian community. There were plenty of articles to post. I just happened to pick a few. If you would like yours removed please email me at aug01twins@yahoo.com and remind me of where your article was posted (since this website is so large). Thanks
Nicole
Other articles:

Fence-sitters. Closeted-dykes. We have all sorts of names for bisexuals, don't we?

I made a new friend online the other day and we were discussing women who are bisexual because their husbands and boyfriends want them to be. I insisted those were not bisexuals, they were only women who were engaging (pathetically, I might add) in bisexual behavior just to please a man. How many of you conservative women reading this have done that? Don't lie either. I have it on good authority that there are plenty of you who have. If a woman has to "become" a bisexual to keep her husband interested in their sex life, that woman needs a new husband. But hey, people have to do what they gotta do, right?

Those bisexuals don't usually concern lesbians because they're usually running in packs together -- looking for other married bisexuals. The ones who usually suffer the brunt of our harsh criticism are the ones who we feel are just playing with women until the right guy comes along. When I hear a lesbian say, "I don't date bisexuals because I don't want to have to worry about her leaving me for a man," I just cringe. Excuse me. What does it matter who she leaves you for if she's plannin' on leavin'? I guess it would equate to the same ego blow that men receive when their wives leave them for one of those women they were playing around with. Ouch!

The insecurity of bisexuality. I think that's the problem so many lesbians have with bisexuals. I can't think of anything else. It would explain why someone like me (once married, mother of two, now lesbian) receives a much different reception among lesbians than a self-proclaimed bisexual woman does. Because I have identified as a lesbian, there's less risk that I would suddenly decide that a woman isn't what I want. Now, Sinead O'Connor blew that theory straight to hell when she removed herself from the last Lilith Fair tour and announced she was marrying a man. Talk about a surprise!

I'm trying to figure out the best way to word this. I'm thinking relationships are at their strongest when two people enter them with the best intentions. The country is sitting at a 50% divorce rate, so obviously even heterosexuals can't get the relationship thing right. For lesbians though, I suppose the added worry is that bisexuals throw an extra wrench in the equation because now there's a variable that's really beyond your control at play. That's making a huge assumption (an unfair assumption) that bisexuals are flippant and less committed to their relationships than lesbians are.

What I don't understand about our disdain for bisexuals though is that we embrace celebrities like Ani DiFrano who is bisexual, married to a man, and has a man running her record label. We call her a lesbian and we call her music "lesbian music." I'm not an Ani fan, by the way. I think her music is total propaganda, created to appeal to those people who want so badly to see her as a lesbian feminist. That's another blog entry entirely though. Also, there's Margaret Cho, who if you listen to her words carefully, always speaks more for and to male homosexuals. Don't get me wrong, Cho is funny as all hell and she's done much for promoting awareness of LGBT issues. But ya can't see her biases through your laughter.

It's really bad to see so much strife in what's often called a community: the LGBT community. The lesbians have it in for the bisexuals. The gay men have a problem with lesbians (don't act like you don't). The lesbians sitting in their corner bitchin' about the gay men who kiss them to say hello: "if one more fag kisses me . . . " And everybody bitchin' about the transgendered people. We're not all putting knives in each other's backs, of course not. But there's enough of us behaving like that to where it makes enough of a difference.
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Subject:"Cocaine" by AMB
Time:12:55 am.
[CHORUS]
So now your feelin' like your healin' and you are the queen
Everythings perfect and worth it your life don't miss a thing
When you sniff it get lifted your on top of the world
But whens it's distant you missed it the helpless little girl
You takin' money from your family cause you cold and desperate
With no money your just a junkie but you won't accept it
You won't slow down until you end up dead or get arrested
I'd give you my heart with the diamonds encrested

It all starts with the person that your with
Anticipation as your waiting for another sniff
What some consider pain others consider a gift
They say the care about you but they don't care about shit
As your blood stream is flooding with something you've never felt
Find yourself trapped in a hell, nobody else
But I love you like I can, understand that I'm the man that took the stand and took your hand and tried to help you but once again you had a way(a way)
When I still had so much more to say
So now I pound my head and wait for my soul to take
I guess some things were just supposed to change
As you shakin' and bleedin', drippin' and sniffin' the Cocaine

[CHORUS]
So now your feelin' like your healin and you are the queen
Everythings perfect and worth it your life don't miss a thing
When you sniff it get twistid your on top of the world
But whens it's distant you missed it the helpless little girl
You takin' money from your family cause you cold and desperate
With no money your just a junkie but you won't accept it
You won't slow down until you end up dead or get arrested
I'd give you my heart with the diamonds encrested(encrested)

The search for answers have left us with mo questions
We are showed the lives but learn no lessons
I pray to God and I ask him for some mo blessin's
But it seems all the world wants to do is escape the stressin'
Above you can struggle with love will leave in unimpressed an'
Cocaine and things enter your brain your body straight infested
With such a sick, a sick death won't let you live a day
With no escape afraid to look your problems in the face
No matter how bad you hurt the ones around you or yourself
Your mind and soul(soul) is trapped inside the wishing well
And then you claim it ain't no thang and that you ain't insane
Shakin' and bleedin', drippin' and sniffin' the Cocaine

[CHORUS]
So now your feelin' like your healin' and you are the queen
Everythings perfect and worth it your life don't miss a thing
When you sniff it get lifted your on top of the world
But whens it's distant you missed it the helpless little girl
You takin' money from your family cause you cold and desperate
With no money your just a junkie but still you won't accept it
You won't slow down until you end up dead or get arrested
I'd give you my heart with the diamonds encrested(encrested)

Another night that you try to go to sleep
My eyes drip to the sky I cry and I weep
At the thought of you, so cold and alone, the anger it brings me is too much for a song
Cause I wish nothing more then for you to be ok
For my blood to overcome, fuck I wish it everyday
As I begged and I begged until my integrity vanished
The many times I bleeded for you put me in a panic
I know that when your done there will be nothing left
But a shell held bent on Cocaine and Meth
All I ask of you now is that you take a fucking step
Back to relax, understand and then accept

[CHOURUS ALSO PLAYING]
That you were more important to me then my own life
I loved you much more then the stars and the sky
I know that when you think of me you wished I'd fuckin' die
I know you lay alone in bed and ask God why
All I can tell you is that the one reason's the same
I wake up every morning just to decide on my brain
Angry is so packed and faith made things change
I lost my thought with a drug named Cocaine
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Saturday, May 17th, 2008

Time:2:39 am.
Mood: accomplished.


-happy sigh-
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Saturday, May 10th, 2008

Time:12:12 am.
"Sometimes we love people so much that we have to be numb to it. Because if we actually felt how much we love them, it would kill us. That doesn't make you a bad person. It just means your heart's too big."
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Friday, March 21st, 2008

Time:10:01 pm.
"Let he who is without sin, cast the first stone..."
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Wednesday, March 5th, 2008

Time:11:59 pm.
Mood: thoughtful.
We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears.
We must not demean life by standing in awe of death.

- David Sarnoff

It is not the experience of today that drives us mad; It is remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday and the dread of what tomorrow may bring.

- Unknown
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Thursday, February 7th, 2008

Time:9:53 am.
I need to write poems again.
I can't remember the last time I did...
I think I need to start again.
Get some of these crazy thought out.
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Tuesday, February 5th, 2008

Subject:Celebrities still living fast and dying young by Rachel Sa
Time:6:44 am.
Article
TorontoSun.com


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I have never before seen such a confluence of would-be corpses. Nor have I ever been so affected by it.

At a time when Internet death pools for troubled stars spring up with regularity, the unexpected death of actor Heath Ledger last week has shifted our obsession with troubled stars into a different light.

Ledger, an academy-award nominated actor, was found dead in bed at his Manhattan apartment last Tuesday afternoon. He was 28 years old. An autopsy has failed to reveal any conclusive cause of death, but everything from suicide to natural causes to accidental overdose have been bandied about in the press.

It's not that the "live fast, die young" way of life is somehow a new trend by any means. Famous men and women have been dying before their time long before Ledger. Troubled 25-year-old actor Brad Renfro was found dead on Jan. 15. And before Renfro there was Jonathan Brandis and on and on.

What's different is not that young people are dying; it's the way you perceive the dead when they are your contemporaries.

For my generation -- born in the '80s -- the immortalized dead, like James Dean and Marilyn Monroe were always just that -- dead, buried, and mythologized on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. They had ceased being people and had become icons before we were even glimmers in our parents' eyes.

But that distance of time that glosses over death with post-mortem fame and adulation doesn't even take decades to develop. Beyond the golden age of Hollywood deaths and the casualties of rock and roll, like Jim Morrison and Janis Joplin, there are those closer to my generation who have already achieved a cult status in death.

Time has already had a softening effect on the deaths of River Phoenix, who famously died of a drug overdose outside of a Los Angeles club in 1993. Nirvana lead singer Kurt Cobain has achieved something of a godlike status since his suicide in 1994, although many say the movement his music spawned died with him.

But something shifts in the brain when the people dying are your age -- or younger. River Phoenix was just 23 when he died, but to my 12-year-old self, that seemed like a grown man. Any grown man could die. Same with Kurt Cobain who, 27 at the time of his suicide, had seemed almost old.

So maybe my generation is now getting our first look at the grit behind the glam of the live-hard die-young tradition. In the past we've recognized it, even bought into it, but perhaps never grasped the root of it. But we're no longer protected by the luxury of time and youth.

What's worse, far from being removed from the tragedies, we're now watching them unfold in real time. In some cases, we're even betting on who will be next. Not only are we being asked to experience the death without the glamour and mythology but, thanks to the relentless scrutiny of the paparazzi and the Internet, we're often watching the preceding slow decline before the crash and burn.

IT'S JUST SAD

One Internet pool is betting Lindsay Lohan will be found dead at age 25 in Paris while, with her obvious drug use, the world seems to be bracing to make Amy Winehouse the next Janis Joplin. Word is the Associated Press has already prepared an obituary for perpetually troubled pop star Britney Spears.

Maybe years from now these young people will be tragic figures, emblazoned on memorabilia and posters. Their music will be covered by bands of the day and their performances will be dissected by pop-culture historians. But for right now, it's just sad.

The difference between tragedy and mythology seems only to be time.
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Sunday, January 27th, 2008

Subject:Nicest Things by Kate Nash
Time:5:32 am.
Mood: weird.
All I know is that you're so nice,
You're the nicest thing I've seen.
I wish that we could give it a go,
See if we could be something.

I wish I was your favourite girl,
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world.
I wish I was your favourite smile,
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style.

I wish you couldn't figure me out,
But you always wanna know what I was about.
I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset,
I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met.

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot that you loved secretly,
'Cos it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see.
Basically, I wish that you loved me,
I wish that you needed me,
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three.

I wish that without me your heart would break,
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat,
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.

All i know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen;
I wish that we could see if we could be something
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Friday, January 25th, 2008

Time:7:58 pm.
I'm the type of person to cheat.
I've never really felt wanted...
and I think if anyone shows me attention...even if I'm taken...
I think I would return the affections.

I also think the only thing holding me back from being the biggest slut is me not being skinny.
If I was thinner...I'd fuck my heart out.
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Saturday, January 19th, 2008

Time:7:20 pm.
Why are some girls so naive?
He didn't unbutton your blouse to see.
A better view of your heart.
Oh yeah, can't blame you for trying.
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Saturday, January 12th, 2008

Time:6:10 pm.
I need new friends.
Any takers?
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Friday, January 11th, 2008

Subject:My Life Path Number is 7
Time:6:19 pm.
If your Life-Path number is SEVEN, depth of thinking and the ability to gain knowledge from most everything will be something you’ve experienced since an early age. SEVEN is considered the ‘spiritual’ number and such qualities as intuition will be prominent.

Those with a SEVEN Life-Path are usually peaceful and affectionate. You may not have many friends as a SEVEN, but the ones you do have will be for life. You’re a compassionate and caring friend. As a SEVEN, you will likely be able to sense deception from others quickly and you’re not likely to be wrong. A balance between time with others and private time taken to be alone with your thoughts and dreams is essential.

It is common for SEVENS to be seen as aloof due to their selective socializing and required time alone. If the truth be told, many SEVENS feel a sense of insecurity. This may be because much of a SEVENS ‘reality’ is not tangible. You will rely heavily on instincts and intuition. At times this insecurity can lead to pessimism or loneliness. Mood swings are also not uncommon.

SEVEN personalities are generally reserved and analytical in their assessments of truth. As a SEVEN, you will need to find and draw your own conclusions with evidence before accepting other’s notions. Key qualities/words for a SEVEN Life-Path are analysis, understanding, knowledge, awareness, studious and meditating.

The life purpose for a SEVEN is to experience life to the fullest through learning and processing knowledge. Perhaps even more so, a SEVEN needs to learn how to trust in themselves and their deeper feelings about life around them. The development of a sense of security can be a life long challenge with periods of time that are marked with a lack of emotional stability.

The SEVEN that chooses to not get out into the world and to grasp all there is to learn, can become negative and selfish. An attitude that says the world owes them can also happen. To experience life at it’s utmost, a SEVEN must face their fears and insecurities and face whatever comes their way. There is much a SEVEN can give to the world around.
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Time:4:30 pm.



You dating him makes me...not sad...sure as hell not jealous...just...VERY ANNOYED.
Not because me and him were a good couple, (because me and him were shitty as a couple...we both know this NOW)
But you fucked up a really good friendship and that's why I hate your ass.
A part of me knows you're jealous of me...
Why else would you argue with him over the phone about coming to see me over the holidays?
Supposedly because he stayed so long at my house...
I love it...
You made my day, bitch, and you don't even know it.
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Friday, January 4th, 2008

Time:10:55 am.
Jesus. I have the sex drive of teen boy. Fucking hormones. o.O
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Sunday, December 30th, 2007

Time:1:55 am.
Mood: horny.
I might like you better if we slept together...
But there’s something...in your eyes that says, "Maybe that’s never".
Never say never.
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Tuesday, December 25th, 2007

Time:10:54 pm.
Ernie says:
I don't know if I should eat my last simply asia thing or not
Ernie says:
I do have like 16 pack of macn cheese
I'll tell another lie for you. Tell you what you want to hear, but that don't make it true. says:
haha...mac and cheese is the shizznet
Ernie says:
and yes, mine is the easy one
I'll tell another lie for you. Tell you what you want to hear, but that don't make it true. says:
awww....i know
Ernie says:
mmmm, I'm making my simply asia thing, and I can smell it all the way in my room with the door closed lol
I'll tell another lie for you. Tell you what you want to hear, but that don't make it true. says:
haha. i thought that when i warmed up my food...i was pouring my drink and i caught a whiff of it...it smelled so good.
Ernie says:
haha, it's like "ooooh yeah baby I'm coming for you! You're gonna be all inside me"
I'll tell another lie for you. Tell you what you want to hear, but that don't make it true. says:
haha
I'll tell another lie for you. Tell you what you want to hear, but that don't make it true. says:
EXACTLY!


I love you, you silly bitch.
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