so i went through all my blogs.
like damnn, i feel like i was so immature.
i had so many guys, so many *best friends*
and where are they now?
not in my phone book thats for sure.

damn, i'm so glad i grew up and changed
i feel better knowing i'm somewhat of a better person.

dude i hope to god matt sticks.
5/11/09 <3

I like chicken
i like mufins
NO i liek cheese cheese cheese..

Chicken chicken chicken chicken
muffins muffins muffins muffins.
CHEESE CHEEESE CHEEESE

CHICKEN MUFFINS CHEEEEEEEEEEESE


my amazing song from drama!..

Haha Okay
so on tv there was this black metal thing
and there was some black metal norweigan singer.

Interviewer- "What does black metal mean to you?"
*****REALLLY LONG PAUSE********
Norweighan dude- *has a drink of wine*...............satan.

Interviewer - "Do you belive in the church burnings?"
**********REALLY LONG PAUSE AGAIN******
Norweigan dude-......Yes, THERE WILL BE MORE TO COMEEEE!!!!


LOl me and my mom pissed ourselves laughing..
That waay to much metal for us.

Short stories with tragic endings;; From Autumn to Ashes.

Here you stand seething with guilt.
Silence only justifies this act of cowardice.
The look stapled on your face cries out for forgiveness,
the one thing that I cannot give.

(Did you ever see that one person
and the way they do these things
and it hurts you so much it's like choking...choking)

I can give you freedom from your guilt,
with a flick of my wrist onto yours.
I can give you peace of mind with a forced smile.

I can give you death with the look upon my face.

This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,
with no last kiss & no regrets;
you don't deserve good bye.
This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,
with no last kiss & no good bye.

Here you stand seething with guilt.
Silence only justifies this act of cowardice.
With a short story, the one you add to daily, you are the tragic loss.
No story book ending for this fairy tale of you.
Just the one composed with blood taken from your pen that you hold in your lifeless hand.
Cry for you. Shed tears. Mourn. Wish the end.
Cry for you. Shed tears. Mourn. Wish the end.
Mourn, wish the end
Mourn, wish the end
Mourn, wish the end

Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person,
and the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?
So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.
It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions
and to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.
You let this one person come down in the most perfect moment.
And it breaks my heart to know the only reason you are here now is a reminder of what I'll never have...
I'll never have... I'll never...
Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in...
standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in...
But this table for one has become bearable.
I now take comfort in this, and for this, I cherish you.
Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person
and the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?
So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.
It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions
and to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.
And you let this one person come down...come down...I cherish you...I cherish you.
Just say that you would do the same for me...
just say you would do the same for me...
just say you would do the same...
just say you would do the same, for me
For as much as I love Autumn,
I'm giving myself to Ashes.[/i][/center][/font]

A man on a street corner told me:
"It's easy to love one person then many,
hard to remember them after the years appart,
but impossible to forget them completly."

The man was looking for the
hooker he first laid eyes on.