[21 Dec 2003|07:10pm] Gender Fucked and Pot-Lucked. Suck cock as much as you want, but yuck. Get away from me you slut for buck. Semen stains on the floors. Leaking from the crackwhore doors. Since when did being a girl become sucha chore? Fending off men like it's some war. I dont want to kiss untill were sore. or be fed in the moment by a lure. I am real and have a soul. it may not be clean but it is whole. content with that, there isn't a toll. So back off atrocious trollop fake blonde hair fake curls and nails. fake eyelashes fake painted on eyebrows. fake beauty marks fake silicon breasts. Get away from me plastic pro. Harlot! Hooker! Fallen Woman at her worst. Pink Pants! Party Girl! Nymphonmaniac, lower then dirt. 3 \\Inverted Euphoric Rainbow//

[18 Dec 2003|09:36pm] In adjacent to Kate's entry.writing. in her journal. so i take no credit for this whatsoever. ty for inspiration kate. In my world. I am translucent...my eyes are see through, and my touch is surreal. there are nothing but dead trees, faint scents of spice chai, and the weather is always numb. There are tombstones that sing. we.dont.have.to.be.human.there. there is no light, so the moon guides us. unrested souls come and go everynow and then, sharing their forlorn lives. there's a decaying sea. we pray to her. This world may seem dead and miserable, but you'll learn to respect its peace. There is no war. just death and regret. there's a lot of unrequitances, and heartbreak. it will never go away. Education is based on how you perceive things. you learn on your own. The sun doesn't exist, our moon is our only light. moon children and dead tears. We die, but never leave our bodies. the land is a wasteland, just like our lives. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bottled Glass Flame, Striking Resemblance Of Former Frame Slim n Skin, Wiry Hair n Thin. Self Mutilate, Desecrate, Mate, Something Were Not, Never Caught Mindless Attempts, Suicidal Experiments. Throw Up Inwardly, Digest Outwardly, No Room For Cowardice, Roll Dice. Chancing and Chasing, Screaming and Shrieking. Blood Aches, Bubbles. Borderline Mental. \\Inverted Euphoric Rainbow//

[29 Nov 2003|10:48pm] What Goth Are You? \\Inverted Euphoric Rainbow//

[23 Nov 2003|05:26pm] Love is like a curse to you. You can't live with it and can't live without it. It makes you crazy. You think of love as a dungeon. Your locked into it for eternity and no one has or ever had a key. And all you wanna do is get out. Don't dread love, for it IS the key. What does love mean to you? brought to you by Quizilla \\Inverted Euphoric Rainbow//

[19 Nov 2003|10:52pm] "Infection" I am and always will be {your jester with a frown} The shoelace you forget to tie {I will always make you fall down} The truth you forget in your lie {So that your sinning head has its crown} The lamp without a bulb {So that you won’t see me aroun’} The door without a knob {So that you won’t see me sob} Withdrawn like {a secret that I cannot tell} The autumn leaf that hasn’t fell {so that you can’t wither when I yell} The snail hiding in its shell {when you won’t come to the dell} The lonely angel damning in hell… {Where your soul didn’t sell} And you won’t see me when I’m well. Because you’ll take me back down to where I’ve fell So I’ll keep to myself {won’t tell anybody else} My soul is lost in the cold {cause I told a secret I couldn’t hold} Mend my heart into a mold {I know it’s not as good as any gold} But believe me my love, {I’ll learn to grow old} I’ll change my ways, {and wear the wings of a dove} Send my regards to above, {cry tears of blood} Hold up my head, {sew it on with thick thread} And maybe I’ll learn, {I’ll learn to live up to it again.} I’ll open the lid, {to the vase of my urn} Dump the remains of my ashes, {burn any recollections} And I promise you one day, I’ll find the cure for my infection \\Inverted Euphoric Rainbow//

[19 Nov 2003|05:56pm] [ mood | depressed ] [ music | The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot - Brand New ] . Covet. Isolation. Loneliness. Detestation. Obsession. Jealousy. UNREQUITED. are the side effects of love. and you know us teenagers fall in love with anything, and we're intoxicated by all these feelings and people like a pill. we really don't know what we want. or where to go. and I hate all of you who believe in statistics and limits of love. let me tell you, love is limitless, and i hate you all who like to limit it on how you think it should be. if you can't handle its rapture and rupture then don't love at all. looks do matter i admit, i used to hate it when people based relationships off of looks, but believe me as shallow as it gets its all very true, there has to be a physical attraction which makes competing for someone hard because you start to think you're not worth it. start degrading yourself. And there's no two people who are the same so remember ladies and gent's.... hold onto that one as long as you can, and hang on their every word. and i know this doesnt really sound like me, it's pretty pessimistic. but I'm really tired of it all, im tired of bottling all my feelings, im tired of hiding myself, im tired of taking your shit. sometimes i want to hit you so hard that i knock you down, screaming and crying. cursing of you about how much of an asshole you are while kissing you and whispering sorry into your lips. Lyrics to The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot by Brand New If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again. And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone. And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds. So call it quits or get a grip. Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget... You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. \\Inverted Euphoric Rainbow//

[17 Nov 2003|07:29pm] Isn't she pretty? :3 \\Inverted Euphoric Rainbow//

[16 Nov 2003|01:58pm] You are Form 1, Goddess: The Creator. "And The Goddess planted the acorn of life. She cried a single tear and shed a single drop of blood upon the earth where she buried it. From her blood and tear, the acorn grew into the world." Some examples of the Goddess Form are Gaia (Greek), Jehova (Christian), and Brahma (Indian). The Goddess is associated with the concept of creation, the number 1, and the element of earth. Her sign is the dawn sun. As a member of Form 1, you are a charismatic individual and people are drawn to you. Although sometimes you may seem emotionally distant, you are deeply in tune with other people's feelings and have tremendous empathy. Sometimes you have a tendency to neglect your own self. Goddesses are the best friends to have because they're always willing to help. Which Mythological Form Are You? brought to you by Quizilla \\Inverted Euphoric Rainbow//

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