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[14 Aug 2006|08:19am]
I am at work right now, and my boss is in a shitty mood.. I hate that shit...
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For those that know me... [13 Aug 2006|02:33pm]
Here is an update about what's been going on for 2 years. my BF and Iare still together. The last journal update we broke. Well he and I have been together a while. It will be 3 years this September. What else.. Umm I gain weight, I work at kinkos, I have my associate degree in Graphic arts. There is more to come..
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[13 Aug 2006|02:31pm]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Sugar Ray... ]

The kitten is back and here is my day. It is Sunday, I am at work bored out of my mind. I am taking advantage of Kinkos internet usage, and I am eating left over meeting food. A bowl of Fruity pebbles, a corn muffin, orange juice, and mixed fruit. My co-worker over here just finished off the rest of the apple danish and smoked a parliment cigarette. Mind you that the cigarette is not apart of the left over meeting food. Moreover, there are no customers and we are enjoying 80's music on the muzac. Well there is nothing else to write about.

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break up [17 Oct 2004|12:55pm]
well damn I have not wrote here in a long time, I think I might just start back. Moreover, my boyfriend and I finally broke up. I could not take all the pain and then replenishing me with gifts. I hope that is really over for us because all we do is break up and make up, and I'm tired of it. I'm ready to move on to bigger and better things. I'll write more if I can think straighter.
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Fucked up [28 May 2004|05:50pm]
[ mood | drained ]

Today was an okay day until my boyfriend and I got into a big fight. When I left home this morning to go to school, my BF was sick. I told him that I get out of school at 12:00pm. He told me to he'll pick me up at 12 or 12:10. So I said ok. He told me if I don't see him just come home and he'll meet me back at the house. 12 came around, I went outside in front of school to wait for him with my friend jackie. 12:10 came around I didn't see him. Therefore, I waited 20 extra minutes which was 12:30. Jackie was waiting for her boyfriend to pick her up. So I asked jackie if her BF could give me a ride home. I wanted to get home as soon as possible because Michael didn't show, I thought he was still sick in bed. Moreover, jackie and I stop when we got to the corner of the school and she says there's Michael. I'm happy and surprise to see him. He's not happy at all. I give him a kiss on the cheek. He gives me the cold shoulder. I'm like what's wrong, He didn't say a word. So I tell jackie good bye. He's like I got something to tell you something. He tell me he's pissed Because he was calling my name down the street and he thought I was ignoring him. First of all we're on state street in chicago. It's a lot of noise like, music, people talking and E.T.C. I'm like I didn't hear him. And he's all getting loud and angry. Therefore I got loud and anger. He's like you knew I was coming why didn't you wait. I told him I did wait. I waited over the time he told me too. And I was trying to rush home to see if he was okay. I follow everything he said. And it was not enough. We we're screaming. I started crying because he want' to see things his way. I'm so tired of this bullshit. I told him I would whether die then to be with him. It was so fucked up. I started walking ahead of him. Then he stopped to try and say sorry which he did. But I was hurting so bad. I just walked away. I sat down on this bench hoping he would see me, but he was still looking over the bridge. I just took a brief walk and came home ate and went to sleep. I tried calling to apologize for telling him I would whether die then to be with him... No answer... oh well I'll write later

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MMmmmm [24 May 2004|05:11pm]
[ mood | confused ]

I'm sitting here online getting ready to eat once again. But at the same time I'm indecisive about getting my nose pierced with a gun or a needle. With the gun it's a lot cheaper than the needle. At least 30 bucks cheaper. But that's not my only issue. I'm indecisive about whether I should stay on the Pill or get off. Every morning when I take a pill, I get an enormous headache. My head aches so bad; I could hardly lift my head up off my pillow. I talked to my mom about the issue. She thinks I should stay on the pill because I could become pregnant, which I don't want right now. I even talked to my Fiance. He enjoys unprotected sex too much, but he understand the pain I'm going through. Therefore, he wants me to make a decision thats right for me.

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more rambles [07 Apr 2004|01:59pm]
[ mood | sick ]
[ music | The Lecture..... ]

I'm in web design class learning how to animate images and text. I'm sick as fuck.. I slept with the window open and with the fan on. The dumb ass maintenance people had the heat on extremely high. I live in Chicago for crying out loud weather is subject to change. moreover, I better stop writing in my journal. Before Mr. Andrews freaks out. I'm out. I'll right later.

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Rambling... [06 Apr 2004|06:46pm]
Well I'm just leaving school now tired and hungry. I've finished my project and helped everyone else with theirs. After being screamed at by my friends who needed my help and everyone calling my name asking me to help them. Yes, I deserved an award. But it's all worth it because I had to missed school yesterday because of a mini surgery to see if I have cervix cancer. I have to wait one month for my results, yeah I'm pretty anxious. But I'm better know. Whatever, I'm tired and I have to piss. I'll write later...
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I'm back [26 Mar 2004|07:57pm]
[ mood | awake ]
[ music | Cars ]

I'm back, it's been a bumping road, but I'm here to stay. I have a lot more trials and tribulations to confront. I'll update everyone on whats been going on. I apologize to those who asked about whycut but if you have any question I'll answer them.

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Love... [10 Nov 2003|07:21pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]
[ music | some seventy's song..... ]

I'm inlove wih my Ex-girl KEENA, and I'm inlove with my new boyfriend. me and my boy have a good relationship, but I can't get KEENA off my mind. I miss everything about her. Her lips, her touch, her smell. the way she taste. I love that girl. I've been sending her emails but I get no response. I know I hurt her by breaking up with her and breaking her heart. We had this big fight earlier this summer and we have not talk ever since. I don't know what else to do. I'm crazy about her... I need her in my life......

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It's Over [17 Aug 2003|04:52pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]
[ music | Some metallica song from Garage INC. ]

I'm done with online journals. I don't think I'm going to update again. Also I can care less about who takes me off their list. From Blurty to Livejournal, I realized how much bullshit is on this crap. Posers, Gay people wannabe, worthless Communities ( I've made a few myself) But the thing that gets to me is competition Writing "kool" stuff after reading someones diary. I've ran into a diary were someone is competiting with everything I right in my dairy. Now thats annoying. Another thing fucks with me is when people make being homosexual, or being an atheis, -Wrong spelling and other things that strike controversy to so fucking glamous. How come people can't just be there fucking selves, believe in whatever they believe in and not rant about it. it's good to talk about but ranting is so fucking annoying, get over it! I'm tired of writing in online journals if someone really wants to get to know me. lets talk and meet. Aim- kosmickitten00 Yahoo- kosmickitten00 I'm done.......

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Willy wonka and the chocolate factory [10 Aug 2003|12:57pm]
[ music | me chopping down on carefree gum.. ]

Well it's sunday and I'm babysitting my nephew. I had a good weekend after a long week of art school. I love westwood college it's the best choice I've made in ages. I've met tons of people and everyone one loves me including the staff and other people who don't even go to westwood. Damn, I feel special. Anyway, I had a good weekend I hung out with some work friends, brandy, tabitha, doneisha. We had a good time we went to dave and busters for some TNTea and heinikens. We got a little buzz and watched tabitha hit on girls. lol. I kind of have a crush on tabitha. But thats another story. BTW we talked today for about 30 minutes, I might be seeing her later. Anywho, My fuck buddy is at my house waiting for me. We got beers and cigarettes last nite from the little arab store across the street. That was an adventure. We had sex for hours and hours. Damn sex is good. I'm just rambling. I should go and call jackie... bye

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yay school..... [24 Jul 2003|03:09pm]
I've never been so excited about getting back in school. Me and My best friend kevin are going to westwood together.. It's going to be a blast.. Blast, what a lame word. anyway, I've been wanting to get back in art school for a very long time. I dropped out of IAMD about 3 years ago. But I'm back on board.. wish me luck...
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Friends..... [21 Jul 2003|12:58pm]
DAmn, I need friends (real ones) I thought I would have never said that. I live alone and all I do is grocery shop, watch movies, make dinner, write, and visited my sister who lives 5 floors down. Sounds very boring doesn't it. But I rather be alone than to hang out with fake people. I'm having my house warming pretty soon. I have 4 invitations already set. So thats 4 people.. uummm......
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Wondering.... [19 Jul 2003|10:02pm]
[ mood | calm ]
[ music | My friend jeanine talking... ]

Is it me or does blurty dating service pictures look unreal....

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[14 Jul 2003|09:15pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]
[ music | Doll-danga-buzz-buzz-ziggety-zag... Manson ]

My cunt is bleeding...

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YAY [12 Jul 2003|10:02pm]
[ mood | awake ]

Well ladies and gentlemen, I offically have my own place. It's a miracle. Tonite, I'm going to hang up clothes, listen to some manson and drink some juice. But anyway. I moved some of my items on the bus today, and I saw one of my highschool friends Maurice. He helped me with my traveling bags to my apartment. While we were talking and walking to my apartment. My imagination was going wild. I imagined him throwing me up against the wall and kissing me. E.t.c You guys figure out the rest. Anyway, i went to my moms house later on and ate 4 different salads and some bake chicken. It was pretty good then I went home and got some more of my clothes, my cds, butterfly chair, and cd rack. I pushed all these items down the street in a red cart like a Homeless person. lol. Anyway When I got on the bus I seen Maurice again. Once again he helped me but not to my apartment just off the bus.. He was going to his friends' house. I knew right there something is about to happen. I think the next I see him we will exchange phone #'s.. Well hopefully.. He a cutie. And he muscular. People sure change after Highschool. well I'm off..

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[11 Jul 2003|07:06pm]
[ mood | crappy ]
[ music | My fat ass making the chair squeak. ]

I'm siting here in a pissy mood, and I don't why. I got my place today. You think I'd be more happier, but I'm not. I think I'm PMSing. The only thing that's going on right now is that my sister is in her room with the baby lauging it up watching See Spot Run- starring David Arquette. It's funny but I'm not really in the mood for laughing. I guess Im a little stressed at the fact I just three pictures, and I'm feeling extremely ugly. I had to take the pictures for my place incase of emergency. Well I'm off too move some of my things in my place... peace...

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this is true [11 Jul 2003|03:03pm]
[ music | Elmo... ]

Info Black
Your Heart is Black


What Color is Your Heart?
brought to you by Quizilla

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If you guys are into the new manson.. I found the lyrics to:The Golden Age of Grotesque. [10 Jul 2003|07:42pm]
[ mood | bored ]
[ music | THoughts flowing in my head... ]

THIS IS THE NEW SHIT
Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along.
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing,
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new shit.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new shit,
Stand up and admit.
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along.
Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new shit.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new shit,
Stand up and admit.
And now it's "you know who"
I got the "you know what"
I stick it "you know where"
You know why, you don't care.
And now it's "you know who"
I got the "you know what"
I stick it "you know where"
You know why, you don't care.
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing.
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new shit.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new shit,
Stand up and admit.
So,
LET US ENTERTAIN YOU
LET US ENTERTAIN YOU... Blah blah blah blah everybody sing along.

mOBSCENE
"Ladies and Gentlemen"
We are the thing of shapes to come
Your freedom's not free and dumb
This Depression is Great
The Deformation Age, they know my name
Waltzing to scum and base and
Married to the pain
Bang we want it
Bang we want it
Bang bang bang bang bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
The day that love opened our eyes
We watched the world end
We have "high" places but we have no friends
They told us sin's not good but we know it's great
War-time full-frontal drugs, sex-tank armor plate
Bang we want it
Bang we want it
Bang bang bang bang bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down

GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down
"Ladies and gentlemen, be obscene! Be be obscene!"
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
Bang bang bang bang bang.

DOLL-DAGGA BUZZ-BUZZ ZIGGETY-ZAG
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
All the goose-step girlies with
Their cursive faces and
We know it's all Braille beneath the skirt
I'm bulletproof bizzop and
Swing heil and
I don't really care what gentlemen prefer.
Say, all you pin-down girls and
Bonafide ballers, so manically depressed
And manically dressed
We got our "Venus Not In Furs"
But "In Uniforms."
If You're not dancing, then you're dead.
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
All the thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us, and we don't even know"
All the thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us, and we don't even know"
GO GO GO--doppelgÄngers
(You're one of us, you're on of us)
GO GO GO--throw your shapes doppelgängers
You're one of us.
Trumpet-mouth junky-saints go
Silver-tongue marching down the
Stairway to SUBSTANCE
Cocaingels and asses
Give me opiate masses
Fill up your church porn preachers
And we'll fill up our glasses.
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
All the thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us, and we don't even know"
All the thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us, and we don't even know"
GO GO GO--doppelgängers
(You're one of us, you're on of us)
GO GO GO--throw your shapes doppelgängers
You're one of us.
Go, go, go, go, go, go go, go
All the thug rock kids, GO
All the punk god angels, GO
You're on of us now, you're one of us
So GO GO GO
All the thug rock kids, GO
All the punk god angels, GO
You're on of us now, you're one of us
So GO GO GO
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
You're one of us.

Use Your Fist And Not Your Mouth
I am overground and
Out-selling IT.
Since God thinks I don't exist
The Beatings happen Per Minute
This is not
Blue-collar-white-corrective politics
I'm on a HATE AMERICAN STYLE
Kick.
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
I'm on a campaign for pain
And when I get elected
I'll wipe the white of your house
The smile off your face
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to be like anyone else
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to even be myself
I said, no, this isn't your song
We can't all get along
It's too hard to hold hands when
Your hand's a fist
My hate-pop won't ever stop
I'm fucking glad we're different
This is my HATE AMERICAN STYLE
Hit.
Don't bring, don't sing it
Use your fist and not your mouth.
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to be like anyone else
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to even be myself


The Golden Age of Grotesque
All our monkeys have monkeys
We drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar limousines
We're not fantastic motherfuckers,
but we play them on TV.
It's A Dirty Word Reich,
Say what you like.
It's A Dirty Word Reich,
Say what you like.
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
The devils are girls with Van Goh's missing ear
You say want you want but filth is all that they hear
And I've got the jigger
To make all of you bigger, so
"Ladies und Gentlemen...drop your pissroom bait
And make sure you're not late, you tramps and lunatics."
Here's A trick that's gonna make you
Click.
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
It's A Dirty Word Reich,
Say what you like.
It's A Dirty Word Reich,
Say what you like.
So my Bon Mots, Hit-boy Tommy Trons, Rowdy rowdies,
Honey-fingered Goodbye Dolls:
"Hellzapoppin, open your Third Nostril,
Put on your black face and your god is gone."
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
We sing:
La la la la lala la
We sing: la lal la la la
La la la la lala la
We sing:
La la la la la


(s)AINT
I don't care if your world is ending today
I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist I'm a fucking work of art
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing missing is a bitch like yoU
You wanted perfekt
You got your perfekt
But now I'm too perfekt for someone like you
I was a dandy in your ghetto with
A snow white smile and you'll
Never be as perfekt whatever you do
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
I am a bonetop, a death's head
On a mopstick
You infected me, took diamonds
I took all your shit
Your "sell-by date" expired,
So you had to be sold
I'm a suffer-genius and
Vivi-sex symbol.
You wanted perfekt
You got your perfekt
But now I'm too perfekt for someone like you
I was a dandy in your ghetto with
A snow white smile and you'll
Never be as perfekt whatever you do
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing missing is a bitch like yoU
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing missing is a bitch like yoU
I am a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile
Super-ego bitch, I've been evil awhile
I am a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile
Super-ego bitch, I've been evil awhile
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT


KA-BOOM KA-BOOM
We're a death-marching band
Peter Pan off the wagon
Entertain but never trust anyone sober
We're tasteless but taste good
My (S)top Hat's top hat(ed)
Unsafe cheerleaders with
Porn poms and pipe bombs
I won't do it with you
I'll do it to you
I hope this hook gets caught in your mouth
I won't do it with you
I'll do it to you
Don't Say No
Just Say Now
I like a big car, cause
I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hits
I'd like to love you
but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
I'd like to la la la la love you
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
I'd like to la la la la love you
I'm the leader of the club
And I've shrugged off my mouse ears
We fly No-Class Dumbo jets
And drive harcore-vettes
We fight war with drugs
And our sex always formal
We wear lawsuits when
We get high high high

I won't do it with you
I'll do it to you
I hope this hook gets caught in your mouth
I won't do it with you
I'll do it to you
Don't Say No
Just Say Now
I like a big car, cause
I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hits
I'd like to love you
but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
I'd like to la la la la love you
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
I'd like to la la la la love you
"Inhale, exhale, let's all hail"
It's a depraved new world
"Inhale, exhale, let's all hail"
It's a depraved new world
After all
I like a big car, cause
I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hits
I'd like to love you
but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours
I am a big car and
I'm a strip bar
You call it fake,
I call it, "good as it gets."
Nothing in this world is for real
Except you are for me and
I am so yours
Ka-boom ka-boom

SLUTGARDEN
I'll pretend that I want you for what is on the inside
But when I get inside I'll just want to get out
I'm your first and last deposit through sickness and in hell
I'll never you promise you a garden, you'll just water me down

I can't believe that you are for real
I don't care as long as you're mine

When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"

I'm unsafe
I'm unsafe
I won't regret
So I memorize the words to the porno movies
It's the only thing I want to believe
I memorize the words to the porno movies
This is a new religion to me
I'm a VCR funeral, a definite waste
My smile's a chainlink fence, that I have put up
I love the enemy, my love is the enemy
They say they don't want fame
But they get famous when we fuck

When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"

I'm unsafe
I'm unsafe
I won't regret
So I memorize the words to the porno movies
It's the only thing I want to believe
I memorize the words to the porno movies
This is a new religion to me

I never believed the devil was real
But God couldn't make someone filthy as you

When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"

You are the church, and I am the steeple
When we fuck, we are all God's people
You are the church, and I am the steeple
When we fuck, we are all God's people

SPADE
The beauty spot was borrowed and
Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow .
I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard.
Burn your empty rain down on me
Whisper your deathbeat so softly
We bend our knees
At the altar of my ego
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
All my lilies' mouths are open
Like they're begging for dope
And hoping
Their bitter petal chant,
"We can kick , you won't be back."
I'm a diamond that is tired
Of all the faces I've acquired
We must secure the shadow
Ere the substance fades
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
And we said 'til we die
And we said 'til we die

PARA-NOIR
(THE WOMEN OF THE WORLD LIST THEIR REASONS FOR FUCKING ME)
MY RESPONSE IS AS FOLLOWS:
Fuck you because i loved you
Fuck you for loving you too
I don't need a reason to hate you the
Way I do
Hate you the way I do.

THE BRIGHT YOUNG THINGS
We'll be the worms in your apple pie
Fake abuse for our bios
Blacken our own eyes
The grass isn't greener on the other side
We set it on fire
And we have no reason why.
Set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
We're
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell
It just suits us well
We're the bright young things
I've got my villain necktie
And a mouth of hi-fi
So sharp, I'm bleeding
from my Judas Hole
I'm the Arch Dandy
No-goodnik and I'm headed
For Crashville.
I'm most monster with my groan box
In the "Meat Show."
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell
It just suits us well
We're the bright young things
Crashing the ether
We've got the loudest stereotype
Even neophytes deep 6 your pro-life.
We Don't need to move a single prayer bone
We're so beautiful and damned
Simply as a "still life."
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Stop the song and remember what you used to be
Somebody that fucking impressed me
We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell
It just suits us well
We're the bright young things
We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell
It just suits us well
We're the bright young things
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad


BETTER OF TWO EVILS
Haters call bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I won't look prettier if I smile for the picture
Motherfuckers never liked me then and they
Sure won't like me now
Don't try to drag me down with your cliche
Your fake grin fits your faker face
But I find pleasure in your misery
Yeah
I will step on you on my way up
And I will step on you on my way back down
I will step on you on my way up
And I will step on you on my way back down
Haters call bitch
Call faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
Haters call bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils
I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)
I want to hang all you cattle
With your VELVET ROPE,
Motherfuckers step up and get into
An orderly line.
I'll Show you how to make a muscle:
It takes less strength to grin than
It does to spit on all you
Paparazzinazis
Yeah
I will step on you on my way up
And I will step on you on my way back down
Haters call bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
Haters call bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils
I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)
Don't try to lead me to temptation
Don't try to lead me to temptation
Don't try to lead me to temptation
Don't try to lead me to temptation
I've been delivered and I already know the way
Haters call bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
Haters call bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils
I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)

VODEVIL
I wake up everyday on
The wrong side of the bed
But I won't lay down on the floor
Like I'm the whore in your head
Call me a failure
Pretender, sex-offender, infector
Say I killed all my friends
And I deserve to be dead.
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
I won't pull out I just came
I want all of the blame
your love is tin, faith is thin
No concept of pain, right to complain
All you fagazines, senile teens
Jaw me black ball me
Deejay yourself away and turn your back
It will be easier to stab
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
VIP ADD TRD violent shiny hate crime
"Total Requested Dead" it's
Version point (less) downloadable suicide.
The only ones left standing are the ones not demanding
This isn't a show, this is my fucking life
I'm not ashamed you're entertained
But
I'm not a puppet
I am a grenade
I'm not ashamed you're entertained
But
I'm not a puppet
I am a grenade
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

How many middle fingers

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