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[ | | Wednesday, January 18, 2006 | | ] |
I made a new LJ USERNAME.
baresuit.
Go add it, I'm not going out adding you.
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[ | | Wednesday, January 18, 2006 | | ] |

loudhailer!!!
I am joining another community. That's it.
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[ | | Sunday, November 27, 2005 | | ] |

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[ | | Thursday, November 10, 2005 | | ] |
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[ | | Wednesday, October 26, 2005 | | ] |
So, this time I'm going to do one of those typical "this is how my day went" LJ entries, because I feel like it. I want you all to read and comment ABOUT THE ENTRY (make sure you read the entry carefully), because this entry is actually a TEST! If you comment on this entry, I'll keep you on my friends list, but if you don't comment, off you go. The actual personal stuff that I write will now be locked to non-friends, and only boring, silly things will be open to the public. So Friends Cut it is. Actually, I'll probably keep you anyway because I'm too lazy to cut you, but it'd be cool if you read this.
( My day. )
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| part of a short story i'm writing |
[ | | Tuesday, October 25, 2005 | | ] |
And the sun sank into the deep blue, leaving the sky in the cruel dark hands of the moon. Her eyes reflected the world like glass, and when he looked inside of them he could see his own True Self. Every molecule within his body was shaped after what could be considered rain or tears, he realized. And the fire grew higher with each book thrown inside as our rulers laughed maniacally. His hands shook violently and her drugs could not affect his withdrawal in any positive form. She stared into a shadow and she saw oblivion- she saw the future, she saw eternity, she saw time. And the bottles empty, the flowers melt, the love we knew has faded like denim. She handed him a piece of porcelain that resembled her skin and inside, when broken, you can see her heart beating. Then you can watch it explode. And the clocks keep ticking.
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[ | | Monday, October 24, 2005 | | ] |
I'm so confused because someone called me and it was a guy and he was all like, "Hello? Who's this?" And I'm like, "Uhhh. Who's THIS?" And he's like, "Who's THIS?" And I'm like, "Justine. Who are you?" He goes, "I don't know! My friend called you--"
And it cut off.
WTF
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[ | | Monday, October 24, 2005 | | ] |
Twelve days gone by since I saw you last. I'll give this one more try, I'll give it all my best. And I'll ask, "What could you be doing that is so much fun without me by your side?" And I'll take a step back, and I'll let you ahead. And I will take a step away and see if you come back. Because there's no more trying to make this so right, there's no more trying. There's no more trying tonight. We will never be the same. We will never be the same until you're done.
I think I'm falling, and the further I fall, the less I understand.
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[ | | Sunday, October 23, 2005 | | ] |
yum. me and jen.
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[ | | Sunday, October 23, 2005 | | ] |
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
MOTHERFUCKING COCKSUCKING GRANNYFUCKING SON OF A BITCH BITCH FUCK SHITFACE SHITHEAD SHITEATING SHIT FUCK DAMNIT COCKSUCKING BASTARD FUCK PENCILDICK FUCK YOU FUCK
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
FUCK ALL OF YOU
On a lighter note: could someone please remove these cutleries from the knees?
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[ | | Friday, October 21, 2005 | | ] |
HEY DAKOTA CALL ME TONIGHT AT LIKE EIGHT OKAY THANK YOU (386) 734-3653
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[ | | Wednesday, October 19, 2005 | | ] |
there are walls of green in my yard, yard of dreaming reality, the best reality i've known. basic love, my walls hold understanding. basic retribution, my walls will kiss your flesh. mu walls will enter your lungs. my walls will invade your brain. don't expect my walls to satisfy your selfish fantasies. my walls are my hope. my walls are beautiful. you do not own my walls. even i don't own my walls. my walls are free. my walls are green.
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[ | | Tuesday, October 18, 2005 | | ] |
People constantly break their promises to me, people constantly break my heart, people constantly break my faith in them.
Why am I lied to? Why am I hurt? Why am I kicked around? Why am I taken advantage of?
What is it about me that makes people think, "Oh fuck, I really want to hurt that fat little bitch." What did I do, exactly? What can I say to change their minds? What can I do to keep this from happening?
Don't tear off my bandages. Don't rip up my heart. Don't pick me up if you're going to drop me. Don't promise me things if it's only a lie to get my trust for a few hours.
STOP HURTING ME! WHY IS THAT SO DIFFICULT? IS IT FUN TO SEE ME CRY? DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD? DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER? DOES IT MAKE YOUR INSIDES BURN WITH PLEASURE? IS IT NICE WHEN MY TEARS HIT YOUR NECK? IS IT NICE WHEN MY EYES GO RED? DO YOU THINK IT MAKES YOU MORE DESIRABLE? DO YOU THINK IT MAKES YOU PRETTIER, OR MORE HANDSOME, OR CUTER, OR HOTTER? DO YOU THINK IT MAKES ME WANT YOU?
FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK ALL OF YOU.
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[ | | Saturday, October 15, 2005 | | ] |
The wheels inside of my eyes move fast and slow and people look at me but even still they don't see me and I feel so empty sometimes like now and you may be the reason my head is imploding you may be the reason my feet cannot find the right way to walk you may be the reason my fears are hard to face you may be the reason I can't forget love I can't forget anything.
( Read this only if you care about me. )
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[ | | Thursday, October 6, 2005 | | ] |
I'm on the computer at school. It's a free period, yo.
Well, I'm attempting to download AIM and I hope this works. This computer is exactly opposite of the computer at the beach. The computer at the BEACH allows Myspace and not livejournal, and this computer allows Livejournal and not Myspace. Which pisses me off. Because Nick commented about me. And BLAH. And hopefully, I get to see Nick tomorrow. I want to see Nick. And give him kisses. And whatever else we feel like doing. And. I WANT TO SEE NICK AND MAYBE IF HIS FRIEND LETS ME I CAN GO GET DRUNK WITH THE BOY Ohhh man.
( something i wrote. )
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[ | | Tuesday, October 4, 2005 | | ] |
I need to calm down and breathe and relax and I need to stop being so hyper. I need to meditate.
All of you need to read "Thus Spake Zarathustra" by Friedrich Nietzche because it will almost indefinitely change your life.
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