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[Jun. 3rd, 2006|01:25 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | this shitty place... | ] |
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| | hopeful.. and thinking | ] |
| [ | music |
| | X Amount of Words-- Blue October | ] |
ok... well i was texting jess and what not... she texted me teling me she just told her mom and her sister that she loves me.. holy mother of major NO- NO's.... her mom already doesnt like me... why make it worse by confirming what she already knows and doesnt wanna hear? and her sister pretty much hates me... do i care? no... no i really dont.... it would be nice if all of them would just accept me, or at least be somewhat friendly to me (i try to be nice to everyone and i get ignored... kinda pisses me off) but i dont know.... i know her mom is protective because not only is it her youngest but its her youngest DAUGHTER... who is a LESBIAN..... so shes just watching out for her, and i understand that.... but i wasnt going to DO anything with jess that she needs to protect her from.. i dont know... whenever someone hears that two teens are in love they always expect them to start having sex... nd thats not the case, abstinance is our goal... we dont WANT to have sex because we cherish ourselves and want to wait. i just dont want her mom to stop trusting us (ok she probably never trusted me in the first place.. so i dont want her to sotp trusting jess) because of the fact that were in love... it doesnt always mean that were active. in a way i almost wish that Mrs. Cota would talk to me about it... like what my intentions are for Jess.. but then again im too... intimidated (?) byt that woman because of the fact that shes my girlfriends MOM... it has nothing to do with "she looks scary" or "shes mean" no no, by all means she was nice enough... but im perceptive to vibes and i was getting one from her that kinda said "step away from my daughter".. so uh... yeah... why did i choose this color? to be passive.... to kind of state my thoughts in a calm looking and sounding way so that i dont sound frantic or pissed off... because im neither of those, im just thinking alot right now... so i gues for now im out. |
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[Jun. 2nd, 2006|10:51 am] |
ok i miss jess like fucking NUTS.... every night when weve been on the phone shes been.. very sweet and very tired..... we havent been in an argument in awhile, which i LOVE.... i simply hate arguing with her. i think i want to get a Devil Lock for my hair.... like what Davey Havok has.... where its a bit shorter in the sides and theres a longer peice that angs in your face.... i want that, but i dont want people to think im "emo" because im fucking NOT emo... ill kick their fucking asses if they called me emo (they meaning anyone) because alot of people dont realize that when punk and metal were at their beginnings (late 70's early 80's) that the Devil Lock was actually a punk thing to do.... and now the emo people get them all the time so they can "hide one eye" to "show emotion" or "broken heart" or something... i dont understand "emo philosophy" all i know is emo kids piss me the fuck off.
"hey miss murder can i, hey miss muder can i make beauty stay if i take my life?" ----AFI, Miss Murder
normally i dont really like new stuff, im more into the older stuff because it was at the beginning of their creative roots..... but AFI just seems to be just as creatie as they were back in the late 80's early 90's. anyway, now that im rambling about nothing.... i miss jess like 14002000 and thats just crazy! haha, i dont even know what that number would equal out to.... why? because math is NOT my subject..... at all. i think im crazy and nobody else notices it.... i mean, my thoughts are a bit insane at times, psychotic.... i writing a play... its interesting to me because ive never written a musical and this one IS a musical... why? ..shit if i know, it just sounded good when i was in the shower and the songs all came to my head... but of course i havent written them down or anything... why do that? ahha, then i might just REMEMBER them! i know.. craziness. i havent eaten anything since wednesday... and even then i didnt eat all that much.. and im hungry, but theres nothing to eat and so i just.. WONT eat. and im not in the mood for fast food or junk food either... so we have chocolate muffins and im not eating them... i dont even have to COOK them and im not eating them just because its junk food and i dont want it... just like we have tons of soda and i havent drunk any. theres a McDonalds in my work, if i wanted fast food all id have to do is just go there on my break, but i dont because it doesnt sound appealing to me... no food does actually... the only thing that sounds remotely good is oreos.... double stuffed oreos... but thats because jess and i fed them to each other... so naturally thats the only thing that sounds good... and i dont even HAVE any.. son of a bitch :( well im being summoned to go help grama do some fucking yard work... and i havent even showered or gotten dressed yet.. son of a bitch :( |
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[Jan. 17th, 2006|04:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | enerygetic!!! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | AFI- i want a mohawk (but mom wont let me get one) | ] |
ooo, new color!! still not straying from what i like though, anything brighter than this feels like its burning my eyes... im on here to write a poem, or put one on here that ive already written.. so here i go!! WATCH ME!!
I've let her down
For the last time
and my feelings are as such
I love her so
But cant let her go
For the beating of my heart
Even though we're apart
and pain is high
I will live for her, not die.
it doesnt have a title, i just simply couldnt think of one... so deal with it. ubt i liked it, which is weird because not only do i not like my riting, i also dont share it very often..but hell this is MY journal, ill write in it what i please. well im done now. |
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| well last night was fun :) |
[Dec. 24th, 2005|03:18 pm] |
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| | happy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | mix i made for ipo for xmas | ] |
i talked to ipo last night till early EARLY this morning.... it was the bst. i dont think ive talked to her for that long in awhile so it was quite refreshing.. from 2 am till 5:50 am.... nice stuff. shes the best thing that ever happened to me and i cant wait to spend the rest of my life with her.. wow. this is the most intense feeling ever.. and last night she kinda told me how she felt so THAT was a big step. i mean i know she loves me ALOT but she never tells me anything about why or anything like that. so it was THE BEST conversation ive ever had. well i just thought i should share that and since im done now ill go.. but know that im happy and i havent been happy in a long time =) |
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[Dec. 18th, 2005|02:54 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | pissed off | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Marylin Manson | ] |
ok im soo SOO incredibly pissed off. people are fucking stupid assholes and i think that Greg should crawl under a rock and fucking die. hes spreading lies about me to the whole "mormon" church (i put it in quotes because i think its bull shit, the people at his church will beleive anything) anyways and theyre calling me "dangerous, violent and too wild to handle" well he can suck it because im not any of that. and he told everyone that olivia ran away when he kicked her out and that i was "worshiping satan and putting lesbian moves n everyone" and the FUNNIEST thing is he said (which is a total lie) that he talked to KIMs mom in PERSON and told her all this shit about me...which i know is bulshit because kims mom would have told me AND she would have bitched him out if he DID. people drive me fucking crazy. mom talked to olivia today thats why i know al this shit. dude i could ust fucking punch through the wall... anyways im done. |
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[Dec. 15th, 2005|12:33 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | melancholy, mad, and sad | ] |
| [ | music |
| | AFI | ] | ok..someone just shoot me and put me out of my misery please. i..am so depressed. i dont think ive ever wanted to just...well..i dont know about die because thats not accomplishing anything... but everyday i want to just get up get dressed and walk away from here... this house, these people... all of it. i hate it here, truely i do. and i feel completely horrible about the fact that ipo is all alone every fucking day missing me...every fucking day. she goes through class with a fake smile on her face trying to act as if evereything is ok when i know its not...when she writes me she tries to sound happy so im not worried but i can see through that and i am worried. i wish i could just walk away from this house and go somewhere that i was happy... but that feels like itll never happen. i feel like ill never be happy again and whoever is reading this, if you tell me "oh youll be ok, everything is fine, youll work through it, dont be unhappy, dont want to leave home, dont worry about things, ipo will wait for you," or anything like that then you can save your breath. i dont want to hear it. i can worry about what i like and this is my point of choice... even though im not really choosing to be worried, its just kind of happening. i just want to be happy, and i want ipo to be happy too. and i know that everyone keeps telling me "well the come visit" ....you dont understand obviously.. I have to save up for it myself, and there are alot of things i have to watch out for. like greg. so when i get the damn money and all that shit straightened out ill go visit. right now im working a crap job that pays shit, i have no relatives who would ever volunteer to help me out with anything...so all the responsability is on MY shoulders and thats getting a little intense. plus im trying to manage school and stuff...along with the fact that i only talk to one person who lives here and thats rarely...so im going fucking crazy. fuck the bullshit man, i hate this. i get soo stressed over this and none of you even know... most nights i just lay awake in bed miserable until the sun comes up, then i fall asleep.... why has so much shit gone wrong for me? i have no clue...but its some bullshit. oh oh oh, and im having troubles with our roommate....shes a divorcee and shes just starting to date...well ive talked to the guy once (they met 5 days ago) and hes over every night. hes a loser who lives with his mother and all that jazz.... and shes already attatching herself to him i can practically hear the suction noise. shes already saying how for christmas shes going to make him a "scrapbook of their life together" well thats shit because itll only have one picture in it..and did i mentin she met him online? well she did. dude people are fucking crazy. anywas, like i said hes over everynight, she never calls to say when shell be home from work and when hell be coming over or anything...and my mom gets in her PJs early so basically shes sitting in the living room everynight in her jamis drinking coffee or tea and in walks this comeplete stranger...and when my mom tried to tell this woman about how that makes us feel uncomfortable shes like "oh i dont mind" while she gigles fakely...god someone shoot me. and ive only said hi to him once because he has no interest in talking to me, he just snuggles up with Vee (roommate) on the couch (where i was already watching something that they change) and ignore my entire existance....and they call themselves christians? haha, fuck no. i think hes totally mooching off her so that he can get out of his moms place..even if it does mean having to jump into something he doesnt want to do. god people make me nausious. anyways....this is long..and ive told way too much so i guess ill just be going now. |
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| birthday rain on dec. 13th |
[Dec. 14th, 2005|08:24 pm] |
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| | sad | ] |
| [ | music |
| | the sound of pain in the air | ] |
four tears slide slowly down my face. the agony tearing me apart inside, never having been so scared before. for what reason? love. with held information makes her miserable, breaking down but never to mention it. my love is too strong to ignore the sad tone in her voice as she sorrofully tells me she cannot talk. a shadow comes over me as i click the button to off. standing in the rain with no desire to go inside and face the barrage of questions coming my way. lonly on the porchstep, drenched and without company, i let the tears fall on my jacket. my eyes close by instinct as i wipe the liquid sadness from my cheek, not wanting onlookers from the inside to pay mind to me. walking hurredly through the door and to the couch of dispair to sit unnoticed for my red eyes and an aching heart that shows through. a loss of appetite and of spirit while dialing the numbers to call my giver of hope. shot from her mouth ans jousting jokes temporarily releive my pain. but when its over i sit in silence as at the beginning by a score of four tears burning like acid, reaching their surface only to spill over and make me think. |
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| my world is falling down around me |
[Dec. 10th, 2005|10:03 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | pensive | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Unloco | ] |
if i could bleed then i would bleed for you, but my veins are dry with the guilt on my conscience...the guilt you cant retain yourself. missing all error when you look in the mirror, a mind full of haze. anger ensuing all that ive ever loved...my world is falling down around me. everyone i care for is being slaughtered by the evil of life and conflict around them. my hands are heavy as is my heart, my eyes bleed empty tears of nothingness from the oblivion of my emotion into the dispair that you have created. my world is falling down around me. lives are ruined and torn to mere lies spilling out of the mouth of a slippery serpent that has no name yet we all see it and hear its call telling us to lie face down in the water to let all the pain erase itself....all is consumed by the darkness of my thoughts and my world is falling down around me. i see the ruins of the life i once owned as my own, a pulse in my wrist as a heart beats in my chest. the innocence in my eyes and a happiness in my life until the news of an unfortunate other and all is lost again. my world has been lost as have the walls that protected me once and gave me hope....now i create hope like friction, slowly and little bits at a time. ill grow old with all this welled up in the bottle of my emotions i corked long ago, its being shaken..and a carbonated over reaction spills out onto the face of another and my eyes see only black. a throbbing head and a flatlining heart, laying in a cold place all my own....my world fell and is lying still in its rubble all around me. and all i remember you saying to me in that one call was "i love you" as i streamed silent tears in agreement to you and let the phone click to blank. |
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| distressed? why yes i am.. |
[Dec. 7th, 2005|11:19 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | distressed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Sublime | ] |
ok, well im extremely..upset and quite a bit weirded out. this girl that i began to talk to on myspace is like....STALKING me. shes WAY obsessive man...im seriously scared. she keeps telling me all this stuff (that is gross and ultimately too much information) and shes always like "lexi i love you, what would i do with out you?" oh my god...NO. she has NEVER MET ME, she lives in virginia and is a friend of my ex...i told her to tell Samantha (my ex) to write me on myspace and she began to talk to me as a friend at first. and then she began to hit on me...repeatedly. so finally i got tired of having to pretend to be nice and what not (i was feeling extremely uncomfy) and i wrote her telling her "i have a girlfriend, i would never cheat on my girlfriend. i LOVE her. so you really need to stop hitting on me because im NOT interested in you like that, we began as friends and thats how we will stay got me?" and she wrote me back saying that she was sorry and shed stop so we oculd be friends...then like 2 days later she startes up again! and now im just like...OH MY GOD WONT YOU STOP! and shes added me to her top 8, and she stole my picture for her profile.....oh my god... someone save me please... i dont get it.. why do people like to freak me out like this? i dont intend to freak anyone out like this...so if i ever have im so..SOOO SORRY. my god. |
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| ongish |
[Dec. 4th, 2005|06:10 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | creative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | nothing | ] |
ok im soo bored . i talked to kim last night to make her feel better..and im glad i could help her...she needs to be happy...she deserves to be happy. dont ask me why i put Ongish as the title...but if you arent aware of its existance then ill clue you in: its a language that if you are trying to actually speak in public is very hard to do... for instance the sentance: "ill do it myself" would sound like (and look like) this: i long long dong o i tong mong yong song e long fong. see? it makes it QUITE long and gets rather irritating...nut its a good code if youre trying to talk to someone and they dont speak another language like you do... or if youre in the middle of the principals office with your best friend and want to tell each other the lie you just thought of so you wouldnt get in trouble...although i have never been in either situation save for once, with my sister, i know the language...its a matter of simple linguistics: with any consonant you add "ong" to the end of it; and you simply say the vowels as are...like A,E,I,O,U sound exactly as they look. and consonants such as B, C,D, etc... would be "bong, cong, dong...etc" exactly, its fun so try it. but i swear if you take my language i will be forced to...be very angry and beat the living hel out of you.. have a good one til later :) |
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