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| 10:03pm 11/02/2004 |
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mood:  crushed music: .Death Cab for Cutie :: Sound of Settling.
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Life is fine until you realize he doesn't want you. |
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| You, doing that thing you do... |
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| 11:14pm 25/01/2004 |
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mood:  chipper music: .Rush :: Freewill.
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LstInTheSeeThru: what is he doing? five5widbrowniz: Do. Whatever. It is that he does. LstInTheSeeThru: cast his magical spell of desire on you? |
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| I believe in a thing called love. |
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| 12:03am 24/01/2004 |
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mood:  shocked music: .The Darkness :: I Believe In A Thing Called Love
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Seeing as how this made my day...
six0widgreeniz: So, we get to Madam Liota's seance room and I think of you. I tried to call you and broadcast the ride, but there's no reception 40 feet underground.
That kid is too great. |
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| I love watching you, baby, when you're drivin me crazy... |
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| 06:24pm 20/01/2004 |
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 My life is rated NC-17. What is your life rated?
Hahahaha...
Ok, so I cheated to get that result. My life is actually rated 'R' if I take the quiz correctly. I don't know why though. I mean, c'mon. Its me. |
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| This is your last look. |
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| 04:45pm 14/01/2004 |
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mood:  contemplative music: .Tegan and Sara :: This is Everything.
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I used to be free-spirited, now I'm just free of sleep.
Am I one-third passion? Am I two-thirds pride? |
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| I want him so bad, it kills. |
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| 10:36pm 03/01/2004 |
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mood:  crushed music: .Meatloaf :: I Would Do Anything for Love.
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An excerpt from mine and Whitney's conversation:
"You'd completely love the way he always has that tired/sad look that implies that hes looking for something. You don't know what, and whether its material or not, but he definately is longing for something. And his cute little half smiles as he seems to look at you like theres no one else in the room, and how he always waves just a little, and tries to brighten up just for you, but he still has that look on his face like theres somewhere that he'd rather be."
I'm so emotional. |
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| Baby said he couldn't stay. |
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| 10:05pm 03/01/2004 |
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mood:  cranky music: .Fiona Apple :: Paper Bag.
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Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills Cuz I know I’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
I HATE UNREQUITED LOVE, GOD DAMMIT! |
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| When the sun came up... |
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| 10:32pm 02/01/2004 |
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mood:  listless music: .Pink Floyd :: Money.
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I've got a dad who gets mad at me for reading too much. (I was only up till 1.) I've got a mom who says that she never sees me reading anything. (Well, maybe you should keep your eyes open.) And then, I have a sister who has tons of time to read and is reading these wonderful books for school, but doesn't want to read them. (What the hell is wrong with the world?!)
Ugh. So uh, I went shopping today. Got a lotta stuff. 5 nice long sleeve shirts. (One with stripes, one with graphics.) One AFI shirt. One AFI sweater. One Yellowcard shirt. One pair of jeans. Mmm... $150? Sweet Ass.
Wow. I need to get un-grounded, because dammit, this just isn't working for me. |
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| The lyrics to a song that I |
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| 08:22pm 29/12/2003 |
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mood:  complacent music: .Rilo Kiley :: Always.
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I should've known With a boy like you Your middle name is always I'd always love you
You let the needle drop I think that you could do so much better Those conventions are taking their toll on you
The phantom is disguised It's horrifyin' right before your eyes The phantom is inside
And I should've known With a boy like you Your middle name is always I'd always want you
The phantom is disguised It's horrifyin' right before your eyes The phantom is inside It's hideous right before your eyes The phantom he's watchin' you The phantom is watchin' you You. |
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| Oh. |
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| 05:42pm 27/12/2003 |
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mood:  amused music: .Goldfinger :: Open Your Eyes.
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Never seen so many screwdriver heads in my life. Lemme count them. 37. And 7 converters. |
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| The futures open wide... |
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| 03:19pm 24/12/2003 |
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mood:  listless music: .Mest :: I'll Melt With You.
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I'll stop the world and melt with you. |
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| Stop this pain tonight. |
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| 06:53pm 23/12/2003 |
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mood:  depressed music: .Blink 182 :: I Miss You.
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You ruined Christmas. More like... I ruined Christmas over you. Not like it was your fault or anything. All I did was fight for your sake. And lost. Bringing Christmas down with me. I can't give you what you asked for for Christmas anymore. I'm sorry. I mean. Its not like it was a priority of mine before today or anything, but now I've gone and ruined Christmas over it.
Merry effin' Christmas. I'd rather be anywhere but here this year. |
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| 08:36am 23/12/2003 |
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mood:  bored music: .Death Cab for Cutie :: Movie Script Endings.
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Those friends you have are the best, impressing most of us as permanent
Its... 8:37 in the morning. I'm on my sister's computer. Killing Dashboard Confessional. Sitting here. Finding something of interest to do. Besides watch my sister sleep. 'Cause I tried that. And its not too interesting. And my dad just walked in to wake her up.
Why are we all up so early today anyways? Because. Christmas. No one likes the holidays.
By no one, I mean me.
My heart is yours to fill or burst or break |
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| Too much to love. |
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| 05:36pm 21/12/2003 |
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Yeah, so I agree with Whitney. I need to get ungrounded. But uh, I dunno how to go about doing that. I seriously think that I might die here. And now. And maybe not.
I made a new icon. yes. its good. no. not obsessed.
Well. Maybe a little obsessed. ::twitch::
Can I help it?! Gah. Its bad. Really bad. Ohhhh geez.
Whit. I'll give you two guesses who the picture is of. I mean. Seriously. |
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| And as we say goodbye... |
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| 05:54pm 19/12/2003 |
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mood:  irritated music: .Alkaline Trio :: Goodbye Forever.
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Yeah? Really? Is that so? Remember those times when I wanted to tell you, that I don't care.
They don't want to hear a thing from me. All they want is to scream at me. I just want to go one day without hearing it. And then they cry about it. Even harder when I say that I don't care. I never did, and I never will, no matter what they do. |
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| Would you know that I'm gone. |
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| 01:22pm 18/12/2003 |
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mood:  sick music: .Belle and Sebastian :: Waking Up to Us.
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Ew.
I'm sick. Its digusting. I feel repulsive. I prolly look so as well. Ew.
Food. Its 1:30. I haven't eaten yet. Ew.
Shower. I need to shower too. I haven't showered since yesterday. And I'm sick. Ew. |
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| Killed the American Dream... |
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| 05:08pm 12/12/2003 |
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mood:  blah music: .Dead Poetic :: Arlington Eyes.
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Well, I'm glad THATS over. I don't like school. It drains you, man. It really does.
He said he wanted to drive me home on Monday. One problem... He isn't him. Have you caught on to the whole italics thing? I mean... Seriously. Unless its him, its not even of importance to me. I guess its cool. Yeah, because how many girls would kill to trade spots with me at that time? A hundred? Yeah. Definately. A thousand? Maybe. Hes still not him.
He thinks that I have a boyfriend. Thats awful.
Can I talk you out of an early grave? I swear, it'll be successful.
Adrienne Alyssa |
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| I don't believe we've met before. |
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| 06:42am 12/12/2003 |
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mood:  cold music: .Switchfoot :: The Economy of Mercy.
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Theres just two ways to lose yourself in this world, and neither one is safe.
Oh good times. You guys remember last year when I had the whole song plastered on my math binder because I got really bored in McCoy. Wow, quite the boring class, it was. Mmm... |
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| Don't tell me that it didn't hurt you. |
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| 06:56pm 10/12/2003 |
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mood:  drained music: .Modest Mouse :: Tiny Cities Made of Ashes.
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Ever get that overwhelming feeling of impending doom?
Yeah. Yeah, me too.
five5widbrowniz: you just made me laugh and I coughed up a lung. TUCKtwinNumba2: hahahah yay! TUCKtwinNumba2: but im sorry about ur lung.
I love my Jizzan. She's lovely. |
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| Ahhh... Pictures. |
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| 04:51pm 09/12/2003 |
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mood:  bouncy music: .Copeland :: She Changes Your Mind.
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Good old bringing my camera to school. Parental Discretion advised. No, no not really. Ah, ok. I'm just gonna post 'em now.
( Pictures! ) |
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