any of you actually read my livejournal.  If you do, add my new one. 
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Hahahahahahahahaha. That's probably not even French.

I have a deviantArt. I don't understand it, but I like it. Befriend me. On Friday, I stayed after school with Emily, Sarah and Kellie until school was actually over at Henrico. Rachel and others were there as well. Twas fun. I called Mrs. Wood a misguided fool. My goodness, I want for ( Read more... )

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me
So I die happy
My heart is yours to fill or burst
To break or bury
Or wear as jewelry
Whichever you prefer

And you're to blame. Darling, you give love a bad name.

Tagalongs&Ektor

Mr. & Mrs. Michael James Way - March 7, 2007.


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alone.

I am in immense pain.

I slept over at Kellie's house. We went to Japanese Steak House. THE STEAK WAS SO GOOD. So was the ice cream.

The tribe has spoken.

You can't always get what you want.

But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need.

Now for what he has yet to say; In art, we're doing sculptures. I'm dreading it. But now we're making maquettes from our gesture drawings. Mine is of Kellie rolled up in a ball, sticking her ass up in the air. Sarah got sick yesterday and ( Read more... )

But if I built you a city, would you let me? Would you tear it down ( Read more... )

MAMA, WE ALL GO TO HELL. ITS REALLY QUITE PLEASANT, EXCEPT FOR THE SMELL. MAMA, WE ALL TO GO HELL ( Read more... )