Facts
-I'm in calgary
-I'm not dead,
-My ppl for some reason have gotten rid of interweb, and for some other reason arent getting it back..
-incase you didn't get that,
that's why I'm not online.
-I spelled 'love' in the title, without even knowing it, or meaning to.. it's OBVS a sign from god
-Mahh leg is itchay.
-New yeaars sucked! just putting that out there.
-I'm addicted to watching Angel I Got the series for christmas.
-I spent Christmas in Vancouver, I haven't even opened my presents from home 'sweet' home.
-I want my presents NOW.
-I will get them Saturday. Hopefuly.
-I bought three pairs of jeeeeans : D
-Angel takes dance classes from me. David Boreanaz<3 Omg.
-I broke my nails. my 40 dollar acryllic nailss. owwie.
-If I actualy had money, I would be happy to be here.
-I have no friends
-I'm sorry for not emailing anyone back! nex deleted all my unopened stuff
-nex is stupid
-Darling Violletta, awesomesauce.
-I only have like 10 days left of plus
-My rib hurts!
-ummm nuff said?

I love and miss everyonees. I'll be back on nex, and be awesome once again, WHENEVER my foster ppl want to get the internet up and running.

Sooo, I'm getting the right side of my lip pierced,
incase anyone wanted to know,
Oh, and did I mention I got my tongue pierced???
Yeah, like three weeks ago. Imagine that.
Btw, I love it.

anndd I'm sorry I haven't been msging ANYONE back.
I'm pretty lame ass these days.
And busy as fuck.
Anyways.
<3

To all my nexus friends. : )

I'm chopping off my hair in a couple days.
Any suggestions?

           Aryelle 'Not months, damn Weeks' xx.     You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world says:
*I'mma go ask helen if we can get icecream
*it's risky because she's mad at me
*so brb
*I might die
*so goodbye
;;Powder(Jenna)The Shit;; says:
*can i get your crayons?
           Aryelle 'Not months, damn Weeks' xx.     You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world says:
*I ALWAYS LOVED YOU
*Yeah man
;;Powder(Jenna)The Shit;; says:
*DONT SAY THAT. I ALWAYS WILL LOVE YOU
           Aryelle 'Not months, damn Weeks' xx.     You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world says:
*WE'LL ALWAYS HAVE PARRIEEE
;;Powder(Jenna)The Shit;; says:
*your forever in my heart!
*goodbye my love
*we'll meet again
           Aryelle 'Not months, damn Weeks' xx.     You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world says:
*IN HELL!
;;Powder(Jenna)The Shit;; says:
*oh well thenn...see you NEVER
           Aryelle 'Not months, damn Weeks' xx.     You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world says:
*We'll dine like spartans
;;Powder(Jenna)The Shit;; says:
*but we dined there the last 3 nights
           Aryelle 'Not months, damn Weeks' xx.     You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world says:
*Oh you and I both know you're going to hell
;;Powder(Jenna)The Shit;; says:
*nope =] Jesus loves me
           Aryelle 'Not months, damn Weeks' xx.     You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world says:
*Yeah okay and he also loves Michael Jackson, PFFT
;;Powder(Jenna)The Shit;; says:
*He does...but Michael Jackson doesnt love him. So he went to hell
           Aryelle 'Not months, damn Weeks' xx.     You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world says:
*Oh.
*Well
*We're not going for icecream
*because
*we all know I'm so hot we'd walk in and I'd melt DQ
*PFFT
;;Powder(Jenna)The Shit;; says:
*hahah

It's my birthday todaay

[Tyler points a gun into the Narrator's mouth]
Narrator: [voiceover] People are always asking me if I know Tyler Durden.
Tyler Durden: Three minutes. This is it - ground zero. Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion?
Narrator: ...i... ann... iinn... ff... nnyin...
Narrator: [voiceover] With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.
[Tyler removes the gun from the Narrator's mouth]
Narrator: I can't think of anything.
Narrator: [voiceover] For a second I totally forgot about Tyler's whole controlled demolition thing and I wonder how clean that gun is.

Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

First person that comes out this fucking door gets a... gets a *lead salad*, you understand?

You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Tyler Durden: Now a question of etiquette; as I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch...?

Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.

I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every Panda that wouldn't screw to save its species. I wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all the French beaches I'd never see. I wanted to breathe smoke.

Self improvement is masturbation. Now self destruction...

WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! Ok, you are now firing a gun at your 'imaginary friend' near 400 GALLONS OF NITROGLYCERINE!

Fight Club