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Haha, Hey Liz.
Im so not supposed to be doing this. Im banned off Livejournal but I figured I'd rather do this then piss of my friends. Its like nuts over here. My mom leaves with Sydney to go to school. I stay here and do monotinous amounts of social studies. Do the dishes and whatever, then do more socials. Then my mom and sister come home and things are nuts, seriously. My mom takes it out on me all the freaking time. And seriously mom, if your reading this..you do and you know it. Okay right now Im working on some of Jeremys stuff...If the two of us right anything worthwhile Ill post it here. But anyways..Im really afraid Im going to be pushed over the edge, yeah know? Like everytime my mom freaks on me I feel like I should just go die in a friggen corner. And I feel like it too. But I dont cause Im just not that selfish (can you believe it? heh) But grrr. Lets talk about happy things?
Hmm..I was talking to Mark d'Aoust the other day, whom said something really nice..let me find it...
Mark/ You make me sick. Because I adore you. (aahhkk....) says:
man...I just gotta tell ya, I'm glad there's people in the world like you
Mark/ You make me sick. Because I adore you. (aahhkk....) says:
:)
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Mark/ You make me sick. Because I adore you. (aahhkk....) says:
yeah...you and Jeremy are like.. the only ones I can talk to
Aww...wasnt that nice? He's an awesome guy, definatly one of my closest friends. forshurely. Teehee...What else is happy...
It’s a pitiful glance at iridescence
grabbing sheep skins by the throat
Did he see me steal your costume
Or are you always their scapegoat?
Either way its flight or fight
Taking axes to the head
I never stopped to wonder why
I couldn’t believe that I was dead
But don’t you worry
No, don’t you cry
Well carve you shapes of memories
And hold them to the sky
That was Eric, asked me to finish that one off.. We have totally different writing styles so I dunno how it will work but I can try I suppose.
Im so not supposed to be doing this. Im banned off Livejournal but I figured I'd rather do this then piss of my friends. Its like nuts over here. My mom leaves with Sydney to go to school. I stay here and do monotinous amounts of social studies. Do the dishes and whatever, then do more socials. Then my mom and sister come home and things are nuts, seriously. My mom takes it out on me all the freaking time. And seriously mom, if your reading this..you do and you know it. Okay right now Im working on some of Jeremys stuff...If the two of us right anything worthwhile Ill post it here. But anyways..Im really afraid Im going to be pushed over the edge, yeah know? Like everytime my mom freaks on me I feel like I should just go die in a friggen corner. And I feel like it too. But I dont cause Im just not that selfish (can you believe it? heh) But grrr. Lets talk about happy things?
Hmm..I was talking to Mark d'Aoust the other day, whom said something really nice..let me find it...
Mark/ You make me sick. Because I adore you. (aahhkk....) says:
man...I just gotta tell ya, I'm glad there's people in the world like you
Mark/ You make me sick. Because I adore you. (aahhkk....) says:
:)
...
Mark/ You make me sick. Because I adore you. (aahhkk....) says:
yeah...you and Jeremy are like.. the only ones I can talk to
Aww...wasnt that nice? He's an awesome guy, definatly one of my closest friends. forshurely. Teehee...What else is happy...
It’s a pitiful glance at iridescence
grabbing sheep skins by the throat
Did he see me steal your costume
Or are you always their scapegoat?
Either way its flight or fight
Taking axes to the head
I never stopped to wonder why
I couldn’t believe that I was dead
But don’t you worry
No, don’t you cry
Well carve you shapes of memories
And hold them to the sky
That was Eric, asked me to finish that one off.. We have totally different writing styles so I dunno how it will work but I can try I suppose.