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[03 Sep 2003|10:06am]
Aight. This journal's been moved.

New journal can be found here. --> http://unlimitedrpg.com/users/benj_m

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[02 Sep 2003|11:29am]
[ mood | happy ]
[ music | The Most Beautiful Girl - NF ]

Brody )

Last night was mine an' Brody's anniversary. After I arrived minutes after Jessi's weddin', I stayed for a bit to hang out wi' everyone before I realized it was time for me to set my plan into motion. So I left the area an' walked two blocks down to where this black stretch limo was waitin' for me there. I climbed inside an' changed into a tuxedo. I even took out my facial piercings. An' ya gotta understand, I never take out my piercings. But it was a special night an' I felt like I should at least do that for her, y'know. So I fixed myself up right an' picked up the bouquet of red roses tha' I had picked up on my way to the reception. After I made sure everything was ready, I called up Brody's cell an' asked her to meet me outside.

I waited for a couple-a minutes 'fore I told the driver to go ahead an' pick her up. I told him to look for the most beautiful girl there. :grins: I guess he knew who I was talkin' 'bout cause he stopped right in front of my wife. I stepped outside of the limo, feelin' nervous. The smile on her face was prolly the most brightest thing I'd seen all day. I handed her the bouquet an' helped her into the limo. I don't know what she thought of how I looked. She didn't say anythin' 'bout it, but I wasnt thinkin' 'bout that at the time.

Then I told the driver to go 'head an' drive us to the Italian restaurant tha' I had called in hours earlier to see if things were ready. I had the owner of the restaurant close the place hours early so Brody an' I can have the entire place to ourselves. When we arrived, it was perfect. It looked closed an' Brody kinda looked at me wi' this look that said, "What do we do now?" Shoulda seen the look on her face when I reached over an' opened the door to the restaurant. HAHAHA. I led her around the restaurant towards the back an' pulled her into this room that I had them decorate wi' candles.

The room was empty save for a dinner table set right in the center of the room an' in the corner, a band playing some music. Right next to the table, the chef was already waitin' for us, waitin' to seat us. I sat Brody down in her seat an' took my seat across from her an' waited for the chef to come wi' our food. When the food finally came, I barely tasted the food. I was so busy starin' at her from across the table. The way the candelight danced against her skin was so fuckin' beautiful, it only enhanced the way she looked. It only made her even more beautiful than she already was. I finished my food fast, since I was a little eager to get her in my arms. I watched her eat an' noticed tha' she was blushin' through the entire thing.

I even fed her some ice cream for dessert. I knew it was her weakness, so I had the chef bring in her favorite ice cream an' I spoon-fed that to her, watchin' her smile an' blush through everything. She's so fuckin' cute. After she finished the ice cream, I gave the band this slight signal wi' my hand an' I asked Brody to dance wi' me. I don't know I thought she'd say no but I thought that anyway so I was kind of surprised when she agreed an' took my hand in hers. I led her over to the side while they put the food an' the table away an' started dancin' wi' her. Juss holdin' her in my arms right then an' there, it reminded me of the many reasons why I fell in love wi' her the first place. I couldn't stop myself from placin' kisses on her lips. Her lips are so damn kissable, I couldn't get enough of them.

She said somethin' 'bout the way I was bitin' my lip, said it almost made me look like the way I looked the first time I met her at eighteen. That right there reminded me of the present I had hidden away in my pocket. This present I'd been keepin' wi' me since we started goin' out a long time ago. I don't know why I never gave it to her, I figured last night would be the right time to give her the present. So I stopped dancin' with her an' reached into my pocket for the present. I pulled out a locket wi' her picture on one side of the heart an' mine on the other. We were both eighteen in those pictures. They were taken the day we met, actually. At the club in DC where we were playin'. I clasped them around her neck an' the smile on her face made the butterflies in my stomach wake up an' start flyin' around.

After I placed the locket around her neck, I started singin' to her. I made the band stop playin' an' sang accapella to her. The same song I had posted the lyrics of. An' at the time when I had picked out the song, I had figured it was juss a nice song to sing to her for our anniversary. But while I was starin' at her an' singin' the song, an' starin' into her eyes, tha's when I realized that every word of the song that i was singing was true. I think I had picked out the perfect song to sing to her.

After the song, we stood there huggin' an' kissin' an' I couldn't imagine myself anywhere else at the moment. I believe that when the world comes crumbling around me, the safest place in the world is right there in her arms. We left the restaurant then an' I had the driver take us to the last surprise tha' I had planned for her. A couple of days ago, I was at the docks near our place when I had noticed this really cool lookin' yacht sitting in the harbor, juss... sittin' there. I had spoken to the owner an' after some bribery, I got him to sell the damn thing to me. I had it repainted an' replaced the boat's name wi' Brody's, so I could make it officially hers.

Yea, I bought her a yacht. Hah. I think she liked it. She couldn't stop looking around when I showed it to her. After that, we got to the bedroom an'... well, you know. Heh.

Wakin' up this mornin' to watch the sunrise wi' her.. it was the best feeling in the world. I love you Brody. Happy Anniversary, baby.

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[31 Aug 2003|12:20pm]
Tomorrow is my anniversary. Holy shit ya'll. I'm fuckin' nervous. After Jessi's weddin', the anniversary surprise will take place.

:smiles nervously:
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[28 Aug 2003|11:27pm]
[ mood | tired ]

Time for an update. An' a meaningful one at that. Tonight was the awards show. An' we performed there. An' we won the Viewer's Choice awards. An' if you didn't notice, yea, I was wearin' a Rancid jacket. HAHA. I don't know why. To symbolize somethin' I guess. To mock Tim an' his band an' throw it in his face that I'm married to his ex-wife. I don't know. I don't give a shit. Call me an asshole if you want. Brody was there in the crowd along wi' Mandy an' I think Kristin, not sure.

Did ya'll notice Joel's jacket? That ugly little piece of shit thing he was wearin'? HAHAHAHA. Joel thinks he got some kinda thug appeal or whatnot, yo. I think not. Nah man, I'm juss messin'. I mean, yea, you think you some hardcore thug which you ain't, but you know I juss like pickin' on you. YEA, I KISSED PAUL ON THE CHEEK. Haha, what of it? That was hot, right? Hahaha. Or... "hott" with two T's, right Joel? HAHAHA dude.

Chris Rock needs to fuckin' have his face bashed in wi' a golf cart. Him an' tha' big mouth of his is gonna get his ass killed, I swear.

Aight, award show aside. I hear Joel an' Mandy are 'bout to have another bundle of joy comin' into the Madden family. CONGRATULATIONS YOU HORNY MOTHERFUCKERS. Yea, you know I hadda say that. What else? Uhhhh. Shauna an' Justin, congratulations on your engagement. Uhhhhh. Jessi an' Joey, congratulations on your uh.. well I'll juss say it at the weddin'. Haha.

Uh. I don't know what else to say. MY ANNIVERSARY IS COMIN' UP.

H I B R O D Y M A D D E N . . .

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[21 Aug 2003|11:03pm]
UH. I hope everyone re-added unwoven_truth and ut_intro to their friends list.

I'm going to start re-adding people to the community now.
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[21 Aug 2003|03:57pm]
You know what? I'm gettin' fuckin' tired. I'm gettin' tired of all this shit I been doin'. Don't get me wrong an' all, I love makin' the music I'm makin', I love bein' with the guys an' I love performin', but I'm gettin' sick of the extra packages that come wi' doin' the things I love to do. The interviews, the photoshoots, the fuckin' tourin'.. why the fuck do we need that shit for? Aight, the photoshoots are for the promotions an' shit, but there's really no point to them. Interviews? I'm gettin' sick of that shit. These fuckers ask the same fuckin' questions over an' over, I swear to God I got an answer ready for it all without even fuckin' tryin' to think about it. An' I give the same fuckin' answer to every question. As for the tourin', I don't mind it so much but it sucks out all my fuckin' energy. I don't have enough time to juss chill an' relax. I don't got time to juss sit there an' take a fuckin' breather. Always soundcheck, always practice, always meet n' greet. What the fuck. I don't got privacy anymore either. Seems to me like everywhere I go, there's always someone wantin' to talk, always someone wantin' to take a picture wi' me or someone wantin' an autograph, or someone wantin' me to meet their grandmother's goddaughter's sister's friend's neice or some bull shit like that.

If it weren't for the fact that I got a wife waitin' at home wi' a kid, I'd be sittin' somewhere in a bar, guzzlin' down twenty Coronas an' JDs before you can even blink. Too bad I took that vow to stop drinkin' though. Fuck,what was I thinkin'? Cigarettes compensate, I guess. They relax me some but it juss ain't the same. Don't do drugs, I won't do that shit. Although some people have told me doin' crank an' some hash would make me chill as fuck. No thanks though.

I haven't even been able to be with Brody for a full ten minutes before I need to take my ass someplace else. An' Nathan? When was the last time I got to see my boy? Yea, I bet he's prolly walkin' an' talkin' now or somethin' an I haven't been there to see it. That shit's fucked up. They say there are sacrifices are to be made if you wanna do what you wanna do, but I wish the sacrifices weren't so fuckin' monumental.

I miss my wife. OWEIYTSDLA FUCK FUCK FUCK. Hi Brody.

Brody MADDEN )
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[08 Aug 2003|01:06pm]
I'm back home now. Heh. For a while 'til we gotta jet over to the UK an' do the tour then tour again wi' Mest this fall. I missed Brody for the ohhhh - three days or so I was gone. I walked in this mornin' prolly 'round 7. Brody was was still asleep an' I didn't wanna go in an' wake her up even though all I wanted to do was crawl into bed an' hold her, so I went into Nathan's room. He woke up the moment I walked in an' I thought for sure he was gonna start cryin' or somethin'. Amazingly, he smiled at me. HAHA. It's always nice to walk into the home an' be greeted by an innocent smile of your kid.

I picked him up an' changed him before goin' downstairs an' feedin' him his bottle. He's at the age now where he can hold the bottle all by himself so I sat on the couch wi' Nathan layin' in my arms an' drinkin' his milk. Funny thing is, I wasn't even watchin' TV, I sat there starin' down at Nathan an' watched him devour his breakfast. I felt this urge to go outside so I walked out onto the beach wi' him after changin' him into some regular clothes. My kid pimps his MADE clothes.

I sat down on the sand wi' him an' held him there on my lap wi' his back to my chest, watchin' the waves roll in an' out an' this wave of peace juss stole over me. I never fail to feel that sereneness everytime I'm wi' Brody or Nathan. I'm happiest at home wi' them. Actually, I'm my happiest anywhere wi' them so it does kinda suck tha' I gotta travel the world without 'em. The only thing that keeps me movin' on an' movin' on is the thought that I'll be comin' home to them at the very end of it all. Tha' I'll walk through the doors of the house an' be greeted wi' a hug an' kiss from my wife or just a smile from my son. I love havin' a family. It's the most positive thing in my life. My family's the fuckin' best, I ain't exaggeratin' that. Why my dad got sick of his own family, I'll never fuckin' get it. I'm always tryin' to figure it out an' I guess I should stop cause there just ain't no point in it. My dad did what he had to do an' even though I'll never understand it, it was his decision. But I know I could never do that. I don't have it in me to juss up an' walk out on my family. It's juss... it's wrong.

I love you, Brody. :)
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When all else fails, you gotta aim for the R an' B [07 Aug 2003|06:39am]
[ mood | content ]

Hi Brody.

First time I looked into your eyes
I saw Heaven, oh Heaven in your eyes
Everything I did before you
Wasn't worth my while
It should have been you
You all the time.

I'll do anything and everything
To please you
You know how much I need you
You're always always on my mind
You're more than wonderful
More than amazing
The irreplaceable love of my life.

You're so incredible
Here in these arms tonight
The irreplaceable love of my life.

Always seems like a reality
Forever don't seem so far away
All I wanna do
All I wanna feel
All I wanna be
Is close to you.
Everyday is my lucky day.

All I wanna do is love you.
I place no one above you.
I'll tell you why.

You're more than wonderful
More than amazing
The irreplaceable love of my life.

Baby you know
You know you're my one and only
All I wanna do is be together
Sugar you know I'll never leave you lonely
Cause in your eyes, in your eyes I see forever.

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[01 Aug 2003|08:16am]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

I've been dead lately. I think I'm goin' up to DC to visit my mom or somethin'.. take Brody an' Nathan wi' me. When I leave for Japan, I hope Brody'll stay wi' ma for at least the rest of summer. I don't like leavin' her home alone.

Japan, Japan, Japan. Then after tha', the fall tour wi' Mest. As much as I'm glad tha' we had a summer break, I wish it had been extended for at least the rest of tha year. Haha. I love tourin' an' all but it's so fuckin' tirin' an' stressin' an' you know wha? It ain't so fun when you're on a cramped bus wi' four other guys an' God knows who else is gonna be on the bus wi' us. Mandy an' her kids. Billy's girl. Paul's... whoever he's wi'... Chris's... whoever he's with if he's wi' anyone. Chris you sonofabitch. Talk to me sometime.

I've been kinda down lately. Not sure why. It juss came in outta nowhere. Been a little depressed an' been snappin' at people left an' right an' juss bein' plain pissed off at life. I fuckin' hate that part of me. I wish I could be more like Joel. He's so laidback 'bout things, sometimes a lil' too laidback but whatever works. He don't really get mad an' shit at the simplest things. Unlike me. I fuckin' have the worst temper, no doubt. I don't even know what the fuck goes on in my own head, all I know is tha' when I'm pissed, people juss gotta stay outta my way an' not piss me off. Maybe tha's why I get pissy at Lena a lot. HAHA. She always tries to talk to me at the worst fuckin' times. It always happens when I'm in a bad mood, man. What the fuck.

Virtually, I don't got no problems goin' on for me right now. Wow, first time for everything apparently. Life really couldn't be better for me, it's juss my random moments of aggravation tha' seems to come up a lot more often than normal. I think I'm goin' to go to see someone 'bout this. I think I'm goin' crazy. I don't fuckin' know. There are times when all I wanna do is juss curl up in a corner an' bawl my fuckin' eyes out. or times when I wanna pick up shit an' juss throw up on the ground an' watch 'em break. I talked to someone 'bout these an' they said it sounded a lot like anxiety attacks or some crazy shit like that. :shrug: Fuck if I know wha's wrong wi' me. Ask Joel. I'm prolly juss bein' an asshole 'bout it like he usually says I am.

My one-year marriage to Brody is up an' comin'. Dude. I can't wait. This means tha' Joel's one-year marriage is comin' up soon too. Heh. No we ain't gonna celebrate it all together. The fuck. I know we're twins but we don't do EVERYTHIN' together, aight. I tihnk it's come to tha' point in our lives where everythin' we'll be doin' aside from the band is gonna be done separately. I don't think he needs me hoverin' over his shoulder anymore an' I don't need him to do the same to me even though... he doesn't do tha' anyway. It's me who's always hoverin' over his shoulder an' pretty much watchin' everythin' he's doin'. 4 minutes or what the hell ever, I'm still older an' I can be a prick to him some of the - :corrects myself: - most of the time, but tha's only cause I don't want him fuckin' up an' when he fucks up, it pisses me off 'cause in my eyes, I'm the only one outta the both of us tha' should mess up. And when my brother - my brother who's more together than I am, the guy who's quiet an' laidback an' never usually does shit to hurt people - when he messes up, it messes me up. I don't want him doin' the stupid shit tha' I do, I don't want him doin' anythin' stupid, period. It's hard for me to tell him how I feel 'bout things. It used to be so easy but now it's juss hard because the words get stuck in my mouth an' I'm afraid tha' if I tell him, he'll think I'm bein' fuckin' stupid.

Y'know wha's funny? Even though me an' Brody have a pretty good marriage, I couldn't be happier, I always thought Joel had the perfect marriage. They hardly ever fought an' everythin' was smoothed over wi' a smile an' a quick kiss. So when I hear things like my brother's thinkin' of divorcin' his wife for... no real reason at all... it's gonna set me back a few steps or so. In our family, divorce is somethin' tha' isn't taken lightly. After all the shit tha's happened, I can't even comprehend why he would think of leavin' his family. HAHA. Leavin' his family. Tha's what our dad did to US. An' my family never recovered from it.

When I look at my family. Brody an' Nathan. I can't even imagine bein' apart from them. My wife an' my kid... they're the reason why I'm not sittin' around drinkin' myself to death. They're my purpose for gettin' up each day, determined to provide my wife wi' a good life an' to give my kid a normal life as much as I can give 'im. I juss hope he won't grow up an' resent me for not bein' there a lot. But I hope he knows tha' I'll be there for the important things. For the school plays, for the games, for the graduations, for the first days of schools. I'll be there. I won't be there everyday of his life like I oughtta be, but for the things tha' matter to him, I'll hop on tha' plane an' fly back home. Even if for juss one day.

An'... tha's my update for tha day. Thank you for shoppin' at Walmart, bitches. :bows:

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[30 Jul 2003|09:53pm]
:yawns: I don't know where to start. Uh. Me an' Joel are both on that, "you-are-a-dick" phase and currently refusin' to speak to the other. It's almost time to head back on tour for Japan. Brody ain't comin' cause she gotta stay home an' take care of Nathan. I don't know if Mandy is comin' wi' us on our tour like she did before. Most likely she will, I don't know.

I been sorta busy wi' RiotCity Records. Things are goin' well. Since I haven't really spoken to Joel lately, I been spendin' time at home listenin' to demos tha' have been sent my way. On occasion Brody'll come an' sit wi' me an' we'll listen together an' she'll tell me what she thinks is hot an' wha' isn't. I don't know. I gotta toss these demos over to Joel to get his opinion on 'em soon enough.

I don't read my friends page anymore, I'm seriously considering hacking about half of you off of there, because I can't stand you, and it makes me sick to my stomach when I see your icons, and attempt to read what half of you say. I'm not saying that my posts are perfect, I'm just saying that you all annoy the shit out of me sometimes.

An' before I go any further, this is why Matt is an idiot:
sorry i'm running out of allergy medicine. tony likes to eat my, eat my allergy medicine when he's drinking. it makes him dizzy. I told him not to, silly. One time we were at a show...sorry...my throat swells up. I accidentally ate a peanut with dinner. Tony took me to a really nice restaurant. I'll be paying for that one tomorrow on the thigh master. One time, one time, I walked in and Tony and Jeremiah were having a tickle fight. That was nothing though, Nick was in the kitchen with the peanut butter. Anyways, um, I guess I met Tony back in 2000. We were actually fighting over the last Limited Edition Star Trek poster. Um, it was pretty intense. Uh, I think Tony's song writing has really stepped up since, uh uh, but I think radio was a little bit offended by Tony's fake accent, that he sings with. Nick is not wearing diapers anymore. I mean, Nick used to have bowel movements. He had R.B.A. It's a medical term for Random Bowel Movements. he would be playing the drums and just poop all over the place. Poop all over the place. I remember we went to the beach once and he was talking, he was talking to these three babes and he shit, went right on his leg.

HAAHAHAHA. Ok.

This is scary. GC DOLLS?! Wha' the fuck.
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[25 Jul 2003|11:25pm]
[ mood | suspicious ]

There are things goin' on tha' I don't even wanna take into consideration.

:clears throat an' sits back, eyebrows raised:

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[17 Jul 2003|07:28pm]
[ mood | nervous ]

:grabs a sheet of paper from Mandy's notebook an' grabs a pen, settles down on his desk an' starts writin':

Dear Brody,

I have never written you a letter before. Not even while we were juss datin', not while we were boyfriend or girlfriend, not while we were engaged, but now tha' we're married, I guess a love letter to you isn't too late to write.

I think 'bout you all the time. Even when you're in the same room wi' me, you're on my mind. Even when you're right here in my arms, I think to myself how beautiful you are. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night an' lay there besides you juss watchin' you sleep. Those times, I wish I could juss capture the moment so the image of you fast asleep can be wi' me forever. Even if in time, I age an' my hair grows white an' I don't remember much of anythin' at all anymore, I could always look down at the photograph an' marvel at how beautiful you were an' always will be. I think that if I forget everything that ever happened in my life, I don't think I'll ever forget juss how much I love you.

Even though we've been married for a long time, I'm still amazed tha' we're together. The trials we've been through have not torn us apart, but has only served to make our relationship even stronger. I love you baby. I'm never goin' to let anything get in between of you an' me. We're goin' to grow old together, watch Nathan grow up, watch our future kids (hopefully) grow up, an' still, my love for you will grow. I can guarantee that. You're my world. I love you an' I hope there never comes a time where you decide tha' I'm not worth lovin' anymore. I think I would die without your love there to save me.

I've noticed tha' all we ever do nowadays is sit around an' juss talk. I don't mind. Hell, I have fun juss sittin' in silence as long as you're there. I'm never bored wi' you whatever it is we do. But... I don't want us to turn into little homebodies where we juss sit around an' stare at each other (even though I never get tired of juss starin' at you either).
So, my darlin' wife, I was juss wonderin'... would you like to go out wi' me?

Always,
Benj


:folds the letter three times an' places the letter on her pillow wi' her name scrawled across it:

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[08 Jul 2003|07:09am]
[ mood | cold ]

It's been a while since I've written an update. There really ain't much to say. My foot's still healin'. Everythin' still sucks. Everyone's been goin' to the hospital left an' right. Sup kids, all of us juss needs to move into a local hospital. We all end up there anyway.

Yseterday was the first time in a while I've had a relatively good time. I tagged along to the beach wi' everyone. Tha' was like a fuckin' beach party, there were nearly twenty of us at tha' beach. Paul's lazy ass was asleep for the most part. Matt was bein' a dumbass an' eatin' all the food. People were buryin' people, others were buildin' a sandcastle. Faith had a grand old time splashin' in the water wi' Pierre an' Matt.

Swear, tha' kid is too fuckin' cute for words. She was caryin' sea creatures everywhere. She threw a fuckin' sea turtle at me. Those things are huge. We even got to play with a dolphin tha' was hangin' about. I feel kinda bad for the kid though. She's been through too much for a girl of only five.

Tony an' Erika are engaged. Congratufuckin'lations you two. Married life is great. I speak from experience. Speakin' of married life, mine couldn't be better. I love my wife. Hi Brody, I love you.

I talked to Mandy yesterday some while we were at the beach. I feel like I haven't spoken to tha' girl in a while cept for when I tried to eat her leg an' she promptly smacked the hell outta my head. I got the bump to prove it. Haven't really seen much of Joel either cept at night. He's comin' with us to the zoo today so tha' should be interestin'.

I've been thinkin' a lot lately. About life... an' death. You really never know what you've got 'til it's been ripped outta your hands before you can even blink. Life's precious an' people are right when they say that you gotta live your life to its fullest. Surround yourself completly wi' those you love 'cause you never know when they're gonna have to go. WIllingly or not. I love everyone who's become a part of my life even if I don't like it sometimes. I've come to the realization tha' I've been takin' people for granted. All my loved ones... I've been takin' them for granted, but I don't do that anymore.

I've come to find that when you lose someone, it's critical tha' you haul yourself to your feet an' move on otherwise you'll never get off the floor. Anyway, I'm done wi' my constructive shit thinkin'.

Be good kids.

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I love you [01 Jul 2003|11:18am]
[ mood | depressed ]

I love her. So much that sometimes it really does fuckin' scare me. To me, she is the epitome of perfection. The Snow White to her Prince Charming. She is the center of the universe. What the fuck was I thinking, thinking that it was okay to be attracted to someone who could never come close to her (No offense)? She is my wife, my girlfriend, my crush, my playmate, my lover, my best friend. She is my idol. Everything I could ever want to be lies in her.

Tenderness, loving, sweet, strong, determined, all around perfect. To me, she could do no wrong. To me, she is everything that anyone could ever wish to be, but could never be because she is who she is and I would never change her for anything. She's beautiful, she's smart, she's charming. She's Brody Armstrong Madden. My care-giver. My hope, my faith, my answered prayer.

I've been stumbling in the dark so long, just this dark tunnel with seemingly no end to any of it. I fell, face-down, in the dirt and when I stood up and brushed the dirt off my knees, she was still there. This invisible ray of light, but nevertheless, she was there. And even though I hit her with this fist packed with pain and hurt, she smiled at me and told me she still loved me. To you, she may look like an average sorta girl, wild an' free, angry at the world, pistol-packed wi' insults tha' could make even the hardest person bleed, but to me, she is the most beautiful, most perfect person ever created under the careful hands of God. He shaped her so perfectly, wi' the curves in the right places an' with the personality tha' could do battle wi' even the sweetest angel. She'd win, no fuckin' contest.

Maybe I've been takin' her for granted. Actually, there ain't no maybe 'bout it. I know I have. There I was fuckin' around, bein' a jackass an' basically juss havin' the time of my life bein' a fuckin' asshole an' she was there for me to run to. Never pushin' me, always patient wi' these arms I know strong enough to catch me if I stepped off a buildin' an' fell.

Bein' married to someone Heaven-sent has changed my entire life. I'm wi' someone so fuckin' perfect tha' I swear if this was a dream an' I woke up, I'd be absolutely fuckin' devastated. Women like her... they don't juss come along everyday. You think you know everythin' there is to know about everythin' until you meet her. ------------------------

Fuck.

Brody, I love you so much baby. An' I'm sorry for what I put you through. If I had a chance to do it again, I wouldn't. I don't know what the fuck you saw in me, but I won't let you down that way ever again. There are so many things 'bout myself I wish I could change for you. To make you see tha' I'm very worth every damn inch of your love tha' you give so freely. You humble me so much, I never thought I'd ever find someone like you. In my entire 24 years of breathin' the air in this lifetime, I never fuckin' thought, never even concieved the notion tha' I could be so lucky to have you.

I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, please believe that. An' please forgive me. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, an' I know that I deserve the fact that you gotta question how I feel 'bout you, but I can't question myself because I know how I feel 'bout you an' I know how I feel 'bout everyone else. The way I feel for you will never come close to anythin'. I'm tryin' so fuckin' hard not to start fuckin' cryin' but it's a losin' battle because even as I'm sittin' here, tryin' to tell you how I feel in so many words, the tears are right there, poolin' beneath my eyelids.

I know yesterday, things seemed fine between us but even as I laid in bed besides you, in tha' small bunk we'd been callin' home since we first got together, I knew things weren't ok until I took this off my chest. I know tha' deep inside you, you're still hurt by what I did, or by what I almost did. I could still see the small flicker of hurt in your eyes whenever you looked at me. Baby, I know you better than I know myself an' if I could take away tha' hurt tha' I saw in your eyes, I'd do it in a heartbeat.

When I thought I lost you because of my stupidity, I cried. I cried so hard I really thought tha' I'd never be ok again. I cried myself to sleep, I even cried when I woke up because I didn't wanna fuckin' lose you. I kept expectin' a phone call from someone, tellin' me tha' you had filed for a divorce. I would never want that. It scares the shit outta me how much I've changed durin' this time tha' Ive known you, but you've changed me in a good way. At least now I know wha' true love is. An' at least now I know the true face of love. I see it everytime I look at your face.

Now everytime I touch you, I feel like I could start cryin' all over again because I juss can't believe tha' you're still here wi' me. Tha' you could still look me in tha face an' say you love me. When you asked if I still loved you, it killed me. I'm sorry. God, please juss forgive me. I love you so much. I'm never goin' to hurt you again. I'm goin' to try to never make you mad at me anymore.

IRUTLDJFLKJA. I'm goin' to stop typin' now 'cause I can't see the keyboard anymore through these fuckin' tears.

I love you Brody. Please trust in my love again.

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[30 Jun 2003|12:03pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

I haven't eaten in a while an' I can't sleep for shit unless I'm on my fuckin' painkillers. Yea.

You're the one
You set my free
When you're close to me
All that I do
Is think about a way
To make you stay
With me
Baby I'm falling apart
'Cause you know the way to my heart

Oh baby
I knew it
The moment you looked in my eyes
My life was in your hands
You changed me
Complete
Now you say you want to let go
Of the love we had
I just don't want to loose you again
Baby I want you to know (know that)

Oh baby
If only
You could see the way that I feel
About you
'Cause I need you
Beside me
Is there anything I can say
Before you walk away?
I just don't want to loose you again
Baby I want you to know (know that)

What am I gonna do
No I just cannot live
I can't breathe without (without you)
I want you back in my life
And I wanna set things right
You know the way to my heart
Baby


Yea, tha's a Mandy Moore song. Yea, I'm listenin' to sad pop music. No, I don't care. Screw you. Oh an' Jess, take your fuckin' bracelet back. It brought me nothin' but bad luck, I don't even know why I let you give it to me when I told you I juss wanted to be alone. I'm off to overdose on painkillers again. Peace out.

Edit: Aight, that last bit to Jessi sounded a little harsh. :takes a deep breath: Didn't mean for it to come out tha' way.
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[28 Jun 2003|05:37am]
[ mood | bored ]
[ music | Master P- I Got The Hookup ]

HAHA, I remember this fuckin' song when it came out. It was the shit. Back in the days when Joel thought he was black, he'd fuckin' sing this song wherever he went. What a queer. Yea but anyway I'm on tha plane back to Europe. This sucks dude. I didn't even bother wakin' up Brody this mornin' to say g'bye. I juss gave her a kiss an' a small note on the pillow tellin' her tha' I had left an' that I miss her. I know tha' if I had waken her up to say bye, I never woulda been able to get on this plane. Luckily, Brody sleeps like she could sleep forever an' didn't wake up. Nathan did though an' I guess he sensed tha' I was leavin' once again 'cause his face got scrunchy an' he started makin' whimperin' sounds so I took him to the kitchen an' fed an' changed him. I called up a cab to take me to the airport an' sat on the couch in the livin' room wi' my kid, waitin'. It kills me tha' I'm constantly leavin' my wife an' kid behind to do my work. But it's somethin' I can't help. I love the music I'm doin', I love performin' on stage wi' these group of guys who are more family than my friends, but at the same time, I hate lettin' Brody an' Nathan watch from the sidelines. I know Brody misses performin', hell I don't know how the fuck she's stayin' from the bouncin' on the walls. I have it in mind to let her do her shows while I take Nathan an' take care of 'im for her. Tha's only if she'll let me.

The cab came an' I went back an' put Nathan down in his bed, gave him a kiss goodbye an' waited 'til he fell asleep to leave. Thankfully, the driver was patient enough to wait for half an hour while I put my kid to sleep. All the way to the airport an' even now, I got so many things on my mind. My brain doesn't want to fuckin' rest. I'm not really stressed out or anythin'. After the episode wi' Alyssa last night, I'm more than happy tha' I'm leavin' behind all that drama. I never got to apologize to her for what I said, but hopefully she'll juss know without me sayin' the words tha' I am sorry. I talk before I think. I've been told tha' on more than one occasion an' anybody tha' knows me knows that for a fact. Last night, juss knowin' tha' I'd be leavin' Brody come mornin' was what set me in a badass fuckin' mood an' I juss wasn't in the mood for any of the jokes tha' I usually let slip. I didn't even get to spend much time wi' Brody on this break. I knew four days juss wasn't enough.

Havin' a broken foot juss isn't easy. I won't be able to move much. On-stage, fans will prolly wonder why I'm juss standin' there. I mean, I ain't gonna be up there wi' my crutches. My foot will be covered wi' my shoe an' I'll only have my guitar in hand. They'll prolly think I ain't givin' it my all, but I apologize if I don't come out after to meet an' greet wi' any of them. I'll prolly be sittin' in the bus tryin' to kill the pain wi' painkillers tha' I bought before I left. It's hard enough gettin' around on juss one good foot, but I'll manage. I juss can' t wait for this thing to get better so I can jump around again. This'll teach me to watch where I'm walkin' before I break another bone in my body. At least I got to spend some time wi' Brody an' Nathan. We took him out to the beach one afternoon an' juss sat there on the sand, watchin' the waves an' lettin' Nathan roll around in the sand. It was one of those peaceful moments I know I'll never forget for as long as I live. When Nathan grows up an' gets older wi' each year, my mind will always go back to that afternoon on the beach.

I know I said this 'bout a million times, but I really wish Nathan was my real kid.

You know wha's a scary thing? When you feel like you're not close to your own twin brother anymore. I don't know what the hell's goin' on wi' him an' I know he has no clue wha's goin' on wi' me. He knows the basics, but not the things goin' on inside. Everyone says twins have connections an' all this shit, an' it's true. Even halfway around the world, I can feel how frustrated he is wi' everythin'. How the tour an' everythin' tha's been goin' on wi' Mandy is weighin' him down an' I wish I could help him. I can sense how helpless he feels knowin' that he couldn't help Mandy an' I can feel how angry he is that he can't seem to help Mandy now in her depressed-spell. In some ways, I've been tryin' to help, but I really don't know how to an' it irritates me tha' I can't. With all the shit goin' on, I wouldn't feel right bringin' my own personal worries to him. He's got enough to worry 'bout without me addin' onto it. But I hope he knows tha' I love him. An' I'm always here even though we haven't really talked brother-to-brother.

Wilmer came around the house the other day. He came lookin' for Mandy I'm assumin' an' he didn't know tha' Mandy had given her condo to me an' Brody until I finally told him. I got no idea why he had the balls to come around but instead of kickin' his ass, which I'd normally do, I juss stood my ground at the front door an' listened to him talk. 'Sides, I couldn't really kick his ass on a broken foot, you know. Have you ever come face to face wi' someone who's juss.. at their wit's end? Who's just depressed as all hell an' someone who's juss slowly dyin', somethin' eatin' away at their insides wi' no way of bein' cured? Yea, well tha's what I came face to face wi' when I opened the door. So even if I hadn't had a broken foot, I don't think I woulda had the guts to juss beat the shit out of him. The guy was lookin' as miserable as I've felt on my worst day. So I let him talk an' I let him talk some more, an' for someone who's hurt someone in my own family as many times as he did, I seriously did feel really fuckin' sorry for him. Joel ain't gonna agree but I am gonna let him talk to her. On the condition tha' either me or Joel are right there to make sure nothin's gonna happen. He agreed so tha's that. So Joel, tuck tha' knife away for a little while.

Hi Kristin, hi Jessi, hi Mandy, hi Joel, hi Billy, hi Chris, hi Paul. I'm back? Where's my welcome-home party? Oh an' I'm bringin' two certain people wi' me back to Europe.

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[25 Jun 2003|02:12pm]
[ mood | listless ]

Ill. JOEL. Come online soon. Somethin' I need to talk to you 'bout. :(

:digs myself a hole an' buries myself:

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[25 Jun 2003|11:01am]
[ mood | devious ]

Guess it's time for an update. I been slackin' off an' shit, I apologize. Not like any of you really read my entries anyway. Hah. So I'm back in Los Angeles wi' Brody at our house. I flew in yesterday to be with them for our little four-day break from the tour. It sucks havin' to leave them again on the 28th but I guess I gotta use the next three days or somethin' as best as I can. Which isn't really somethin' comfortin'. Even though I been around, I feel like I haven't spent any real time wi' her. An' honestly, ever since our wedding, I feel like I haven't spent any real time wi' her. I see her in spurts an' we hang out in spurts but other than that, the band has been takin' up most of my time. Which I fuckin' hate 'bout bein' in the music industry. Not enough time for those that really matter but plenty of time to shit around doin' work.

Past few days have been really... insane. I haven't really seen my brother around. But I'm not bitchin' 'bout it anymore because he has his life an' I'm busy runnin' around after everyone else that I actually have no time to really think about it. I got to meet the community's darling a while back. An' by community darling, I mean that literally an' shit. If you haven't met Faith, you're missin' out. That kid's a fuckin' head trip. I think it's safe to say that everyone really loves her an' blah blah blah. Yea. Hahaha. She makes me wish I had an older sister for Nathan who I can just spoil rotten. I guess in a way, I kinda took to her real fast like she is my daughter, even though she's not. Been kinda spoilin' her, buyin' her toys an' shit. She took to Nathan too, when she spent time wi' Brody an' they hung out at our place. Brody still needs to show me the videotape of Faith dancin' wi' our kid. I'm bringin' it wi' me when I go back on tour so I got somethin' to watch an' keep me from doin' stupid shit when I want to because Brody ain't around to stop me from doin' it. Like drinkin'. The guys don't really care if I drink, I guess.

The other day we all went to see Faith's mom, her real mom, an' pretty much put her in jail for child abuse, neglect, yada yada yada. It actually turned out a lot more different than planned. We didn't really plan for her damn mom to whip out some knife an' stabbin' people left an' right. Aight, I exaggerated that but she did stab Pierre an' Jessi. I got a little too pissed an' held the knife to her throat an' I prolly woulda let that knife sink into her skin if it hadn't been for Brody who was tellin' me not to do it an' holdin' onto my arm to try an' stop me. It was a little scary drivin' Pierre to the hospital. He had passed out in the backseat, everyone was screamin', Faith turned an' saw all the blood an' juss... freaked. Let's juss say she ended up blackin' out from lack of air. But it was hard seein' Pierre lyin' there pretty much seemingly half-dead. He's like one of my best friends an' even though everyone around me was showin' how scared they were an' cryin' an' all that, I couldn't let myself show how scared I was. But I really was.

An' Wilmer's a dickhead, yanno? He's an ass an' he shouldn't be allowed to come around Mandy anymore. I guess. Yea. He really shouldn't. 'Cause I might rip out his throat... an' call Mandy on the telephone to take off my disguise just in time to hear her cry. Hahaha, aight sorry. I couldn't help it. I hadda do it. Sorry. Peace out ladies.

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[22 Jun 2003|12:32pm]
[ mood | sad ]

I miss everyone. 'Specially my wife an' kid. I'm gonna fuckin' kill myself if I don't get ta see 'em soon. Peace.

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[19 Jun 2003|12:43pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

Um so last night was really hard on me an' Joel. I got a lotta shit out on the open but I didn't mean to explode the way I did. It was a lot like a volcano eruptin', only... more emotionally. Heh. I don't even know what to say about that. But it does feel like a weight's been lifted off-a my chest. I know I prolly hurt him wi' some of the things I said... :shrugs nonchalantly: I don't know, man.

I don't know what he thinks.

It's hard when you don't know your own twin brother no more.

:glances at him sleepin' in his seat an' sighs before turnin' away:

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