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[25 Nov 2005|08:26am] |
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Welcome to the Jungle.
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| My pictures of you. |
[25 Nov 2005|12:40pm] |
Somebody told me that Davey Havok dyed his hair blonde.
**temporarily dies**
Are you kidding me?
I don't believe it. I want some photographic evidence that he went blonde.
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| We're officially dead. |
[25 Nov 2005|02:14pm] |
Franky and Chris are over here. Hanging out with Lou.
I'm glaaaaaaad my mom's not here.
She's always trying to hook me up with Franky. x_x
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| I push you out; I pull you in. |
[25 Nov 2005|03:06pm] |
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Yaaaaaaaaaay no more babysitting.
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| I ain't down. |
[25 Nov 2005|03:29pm] |
I don't know what's worse.
( Oh no. )
That horrid calico kitten look he's got going on now, or him dying his whole head blonde.
I think I may prefer that he stick to one color.
At least Cristina Scabbia's looked (a tad bit) better:
( Read more... )
Cristina had hers first. And thankfully, it's back to all black now.
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| I ain't your victim. |
[25 Nov 2005|04:05pm] |
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36.
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| O_o |
[25 Nov 2005|08:00pm] |
This kid has taken over my house.
I'm on the phone with Terri and I hear that click that happens when someone picks up another phone.
Then someone starts dialing, and I yell, "HEYYYYYYY" 'cause I assume it's Lou trying to call one of his stupid friends.
Then FRANKY says "Hello?" and I'm like, "Um, hi." And then he goes, "Lou, your sister's on the phone," and hangs up.
Then Lou walks into my room and says, "Can we use the phone for a minute? Franky wants to order a pizza."
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| Your MSG. |
[25 Nov 2005|10:17pm] |
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So glad to never have met you.
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| Falling apart. |
[25 Nov 2005|11:59pm] |
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This is the price you pay for loss of control.
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