Friday, June 22, 2007
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
7:54 PM
I know CLICHE but its hilarious!!!
omg hahahahahahaha
I LAUGHED LIKE A....A....DUCK? lol...
Love,
Mis
written, Thats All She Wrote
12:29 AM
| You Are 90% Real |
There's hardly a person on this earth more real than you are.
You have no problem showing people who you are, flaws and all.
For you, there couldn't be any other way. Because it's way too stressful to live an inauthentic life.
You're very comfortable with yourself. And because of this, you're able to live an exciting, interesting, and challenging life. |
| What Guys Think of Your Medium Straight Hair... |
Smart, optimistic, easy going.
You're the thinking man's ideal woman - bright, funny, and no drama. |
| Your Quirk Factor: 70% |
You're so quirky, it's hard for you to tell the difference between quirky and normal.
No doubt about it, there's little about you that's "normal" or "average." |
| How You Are In Love |
You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.
You tend to take more than give in relationships.
You need your space and privacy. You don't like to be smothered.
You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.
You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard. |
| You Are 87% Non Conformist |
You're incredibly strange. And a weirdness like yours takes skill to cultivate!
No one really understands you. And you're cool with that. You just hope you never have to understand them! |
| What Your Favorite Color Red Says About You: |
Ambitious --- Energetic --- Passionate
Spontaneous --- Attractive --- Inspiring
Seductive --- Powerful --- Addicting |
bored
written, Thats All She WroteThursday, June 21, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
baaack
10:48 PM
Hey guys back from bali, i surfed it was awesome banged up my knee but awesome. HOTHOTHOT INSTRUCTOR OMG OMG OMG LIKE SIZZLE SO DAMN HOT
well i'll show you guys more later...
TO MARIAH:
I do understand that feeling of pain in your heart for someone whom you dont even know.
For me with Gerard he was just such an inspiration for me. He CHANGED my life with his lyrics. MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE itself changed myself and made me realise that its okay to be different to try new things to laugh for real, to smile for REAL, to be sad and express myself, to even fucking CRY, to seperate myself from the people i thought i loved, to feel for real. To be REAL. Not some dumb ass chick who follows with half a brain.
And i then understood my feelings.
obsession
reality
I FEEL that my admiration for him is real and if i got to it down with him and just talk about LIFE or even fucking comic books i'd treat him as a real person.
I've changed indifferently. For better? For worse?
I dont know.
Perhaps I never will. But for now I'm who I am because of HIM.
And not even Jo's poetic attempt of show her love for them is going to phase me.
JADED.
You know what I mean.
I love her to bits but she's JADED.
No way will i be convinced otherwise.
I congragulate him on his "supposed" engaement.
And I am disgusted that everyone is in his face. If Jo weren't obsessed why would she say"Her name is Eliza Cuts. Yes, she cuts hair. She looks like a splitting image of Jamia, except with shorter hair. And she has a website with 4 more people called 'world's most hated'. She's a hairstylist.
Can Gerard stoop any lower?
I saw a picture of her, and the video where Bob tries to cover up for Gerard's ring, which was suppose to be his grandmother's. Which is a lie. Which is a disgrace to the dead woman. Elena, may your soul rest in piece. Though I don't think it will because your grandson just lied about you giving it to him. Bob was actually quite funny. He was trying to cover for Gerard, saying it was a friendship ring. Go search it. "
Why the fuck do I care?
If he's happy so be it.
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The White Stripes are fucking rad yes. I started liking them since their album "Get Behid Me Satan"
RJA awesome got their album a month ago.
30 Seconds to Mars. Inspirational. Thanks to my mom for this fab xmas present.
so to say that a certain someone thinks its cool to say that she likes these bands over and over when its actually a cover up for her love and jaded hate for another is sickening.
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SLASH IS A GUITAR GOD.
Enough said.
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RAGGAE CLUBS IN BALI ARE THE HOTTEST SHIT.
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I am suddenly hit with this sickening sensation.
I can't believe I stooped to her level.
I apologise Mariah.
A feeling of Betrayel has also burned into my core.
Jo I think...
Yes Betrayel.
A biting word isn't it??
It sinks into your very being until it suffocates you with a sense of hurt. A sharp. Stinging pain. A feeling i am not getting over very soon. But this betrayel has silently turned to disgust. Disgust of what a person can do to your mind set, a way someone can get in your head and just play with it till you have nothing left to believe in.
I do not trust. "Nevermore." in the words of the amazing poet Edgar Alen Poe. May your soul rest in the fiery darkness that dwells in your mind.Close friends you are dear. and it shall stay that way till i deem not.
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Damn I feel poetic today. I hope I have not offended anyone. To thine reader I apologise if you have taken offence please turn thy a blind eye and forgive me.
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And I've fallen through the airI used to live out on the moonBut now I'm back here down on Earth[Pre-Chorus]Why are you here?Are you listening?Can you hear whatI am saying?I am not hereI'm not listeningI'm in my headAnd I'm spinning[Chorus]Is this who you are?Some sweet violent urgeAre we fallen now? (are we fallen now?)With the promise of an endAll the pretty people dieInnocence is out of styleAll the whores have gone awayNow there's nothing left for me (now there's nothing)[Pre-Chorus] and [Chorus x2]
thats how i feel.
Fallen. by. 30 seconds to mars
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love ya'll,
misery
written, Thats All She WroteSunday, June 10, 2007
Be Your Own PET! + The USED = PURE HYPER HIGH MADNESS!!
11:40 PM
For This Go Pause The Music on My Blog, Click play on this post, And listen to this...
www.myspace.com/beyourownpetmusic
click Love Your Shotgun
Thought you were the only fish in the sea
Thought you were the only fish in the sea
Thought you were the only leaf on my tree
Thought that you would miss me when we took that walk
Thought you were the only paint on my wall
But I was wrong, so wrong
Been thinking about this for far too long
And I'm tired, so tired
I'm tired of this Soho riot
But I was wrong, so wrong
Been thinking about this for far too long
And I'm tired, so tired I'm tired of this Goddamn love riot
Thought you were the only lead in my pocket
Although you shot up like a damn rocket Oh please fall and break your eyesockets I want your shotgun but you never got to cock it And I was wrong, damn me Been thinking about this far too long And I hate it, this riot All I wanted was a room at the Hyatt And I was wrong, damn me Been thinking about this far too long And I hate it, this riot All I wanted was a room at the hyatt
Thought you were the only fish in the seaThought you were the only leaf on my treeThought that you would miss me when we took that walk Thought you were the only paint on my wall And I was wrong, so long Been thinking about this far too long And I hate it, this riotAll I wanted was a room at the HyattThought you were the only lead in my pocket Although you shot up like a damn rocket Oh please fall and break your eyesockets I want your shotgun but you never got to cock it
Another AWESOME SONG Click Play Man!
Liar, liar, pants on fireAnd the pills go down and get you higherBaby bottle's burning, motherfuckerAnd the mother hates him like the daughterOnly god and maker gripping tighterSaying you will burn in hell, they sayYou will burn in hellLiar, liar, pants on fireLiar, liar, stop yourself from catchingFire, fire, gotta make aLiar, liar, pants on fireLiar, liar, house of fireAnd the glass tastes nasty chewing fat aboutYour dummy hurts you, you motherfuckerNo they never loved youBut they touched you with the hand of godHe's gripping tighterSaying you will burn in hell, they sayYou will burn in hellLiar, liar, pants on fireLiar, liar, stop yourself from catchingFire, fire, gotta make aLiar, liar, you fucking liarYou're gonna burn in hellYou're gonna burn in hellHell, hell, hellYou will burn in hell, they sayYou will burn in hellFucking liarLiar, liar, pants on fireLiar, liar, stop yourself from catchingFire, fire, gotta make aLiar, liar, you fucking liarLiar, liar, pants on fireLiar, liar, stop yourself from catchingFire, fire, gotta make aLiar, liar, you fucking liarYou fucking liarLiar, liar, you fucking liar [3x]Liar, liar, pants on fireHanging from a telephone wire
I know I rock These Songs ROCK!
Love <3
ChelseyMisery
written, Thats All She Wrote
