| poor ftsk and my damn antics. |
[May. 5th, 2009|01:43 pm] |
jcook wants to be that for me.
i'll take him to prom and show him the way.
we'll dance to the party song and it won't be a catastrophe
but we'll create one like a hurricane haley. then we'll take a coffee break
in indiana. and then we'll breakdown.
i dont know about you, but we came to dance.
we're bundled up like the men in black.
i'll make him say "woah oh!" he won't have time to make a phone call
and say hey brittany because ill be making him go uh huh with the way i move.
believe me, he won't be lying. it won't be all for angela because its about the
give and take. becky starz ain't got nothing on me she was into the
drama club romance and made jcook go jumpin out the window. |
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| HEY YOU, YOU SELF RIGHTEOUS CONCERT-GOERS |
[Apr. 28th, 2009|08:40 pm] |
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you are not at the concert to stand stiff-backed while the band you paid $20 for plays their heart out. you heartless kids, put away your cell phones and let out some fucking emotion. dance! sing! get involved! dont get pissed when us show going kids push you! its a show! you're GOING to get pushed. if not by me, by someone else. if you wanted to stand still and see the band you could have stayed home and watched their music videos. give me a break, theyre not going to sleep with you. |
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| the spectrums a to z |
[Apr. 19th, 2009|01:41 pm] |
May 5 2009 6:00P
The Station
w/ Forever The Sickest Kids, The White Tie Affair
Portland, Maine |
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| dear e, |
[Apr. 18th, 2009|10:27 pm] |
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| | "Lullaby Haze"- Mates of State | ] |
telling you off was the best thing i've done in a while. |
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| i'm shameless. |
[Apr. 17th, 2009|01:32 pm] |
Hips sway and lips lie
Like clockwork, she's in control
Of all the right guys
And I'm still waiting
Fitted hats and a car alarm
In her high-tops with her favorite song
She's showing off the way she walks
It's on
Take me, show me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
The corners of your empty room
The trouble we could get in to
Just fake it for me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
Disregard the footsteps
And we'll never tell a soul
Tonight I'm finding a way
To make the things that you say
Just a little less obvious
I walk a fine line
Between the right and the real
They watch me closely
But talk is cheap here
Like a weightless currency
Your words don't mean shit to me
I'm always cashing out
Take me, show me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
The corners of your empty room
The trouble we could get in to
Just fake it for me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
Disregard the footsteps
And we'll never tell a soul
Tonight I'm finding a way
To make the things that you say
Just a little less obvious
I confess
Tonight I'm dressed up in gold
You've got me fucked up and sold
You talk like you're famous
You're shameless
Tonight I'm finding a way
To make the things that you say
Just a little less obvious
I confess
Tonight I'm dressed up in gold
You've got me fucked up and sold
You talk like you're famous
You're shameless
Tonight I'm finding a way
To make the things that you say
Just a little less obvious
I confess
Tonight I'm dressed up in gold
You've got me fucked up and sold
You talk like you're famous
You're shameless |
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| girlsgirlsgirls. |
[Apr. 16th, 2009|11:45 pm] |
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once upon a time there was a girl who was in love with the world. this girl didn't love the planet, but the people who made the planet up. the girl was in love with the colors the earth had to offer and the emotions that people were granted. the girl fell fool to a great many people, but little did they know that they were only fooling themselves. the girl loved these people anyhow. the end. |
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| its one year today |
[Apr. 11th, 2009|04:10 pm] |
this commemorates my lack of virginity.
go life. |
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| oh wow |
[Apr. 4th, 2009|01:26 am] |
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| | Fall Out Boy -- 20 Dollar Nose Bleed | ] |
i'm so proud of myself.
i'm becoming something i never thought i could.
i've spun a 180. i run track,i have friends, i'm believing in myself more easily.
i'm happy!
this is living! |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 29th, 2009|05:17 pm] |
where does my brother get off saying that since i don't pay rent that i don't exist as a person? that is SO stupid. he sat around on his fat ass living off my mom for SO fucking long. he thinks he has the right to treat me like shit cause he's the oldest. he's fucking 21, he needs to grow the fuck up and cut the damn cord. honestly, i've never met a bigger baby. he hid the internet from me for like three or four days because he thinks that i stop going to school when i have internet and that i never go to sleep. its not his fucking business if i sleep or not, first of all. i always go to school even if im tired, secondly. thirdly, i have incredible insomnia that, if i actually partake in losing some energy, i can control it. i wake up in the middle of the night often. usually multiple times. and my racing mind makes it hard for me to get to sleep. either way, i can take responsibility for the fact that sometimes i'd use the internet to entertain my insomnia. he's just mad cause he wants to have absolute and total control over me. which i obviously will not let him have. i'm his 18 year old sister, i'm an adult by law and am therefore not obligated to take orders from anyone, although i do still follow my mom's instruction out of mere respect for her. with the economic crisis in our country today, it is very difficult to get a job, though some places are hiring, they're going to take a older and more experienced people over me which is something i've had to deal with. to make up for my lack of a job, i've taken up a sport at school so my overbearing brother can see less of me and therefore try and control me less. he has made remarks about my weight and how i can't do track (the sport i've taken up) and that i should give up and get a job. to be honest, he's not struggling with his money. he flushes it down the drain, so to speak. he wastes it on a wretch of a girl who is a complete idiot. she's a gold digger and user. my brother would rather defend her than his own family, which is a dangerous choice on his behalf. my family wouldn't be getting any of a paycheck that i make if i were to have a job, anyways. i'd be saving for college, which is something i should be doing but i can't find a job. even though i'm trying to get myself into better shape, i wish i could say the same for said brother, who is vastly overweight and sees no reason to change his eating habits and exercise habits. he addresses me with a number of derogatory terms, most of which would offend any female, especially those in the overweight teenager category, though it's safe to say no female would appreciate the words. i don't see the point in conversing with someone who wants to put me down and isn't even intelligent enough to make it through high school in this day and age. not to say that everyone that hasn't finished high school isn't intelligent, but his case is most likely different. i think he's living up to the expectations my father had for him.
why fit the mold someone makes for you? |
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| trying to not let them win. |
[Mar. 29th, 2009|05:15 pm] |
do i cut and let them win?
do i quit and let them win?
how can i deal?
i don't know how.
i can't ignore it. i explode.
this is too bullshit.
i hate my family.
i want them all to disappear. |
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| daddy! |
[Mar. 28th, 2009|11:53 pm] |
waiting for novemberrrr.
arrrr |
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| friends? |
[Mar. 28th, 2009|10:21 pm] |
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where are they? |
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| to my best friend, |
[Mar. 26th, 2009|01:55 pm] |
happy birthday.
you're legal, i'm legal.
you can now join the world of adult behavior.
good luck. |
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| our treblinka is alive with the glory of love... |
[Mar. 24th, 2009|01:09 pm] |
When I watch you, wanna do you right where you're standing…yeah.
Right on the foyer on this dark day, right in plain view…oh, yeah….
Of the whole ghetto, the boot-stomped meadows, but we ignore that, yeah.
You're lovely, baby. This war is crazy, I won't let you down…oh, no no….
No, I won't let them take you, won't let them take you…Hell, no no…
Oh, no…I won't let them take you, won't let them take you…Hell, no no…
No, oh no, no, no….
And when our city, vast and shitty, falls to the Axis, yeah…
They'll search the buildings, collect gold fillings, wallets, and rings…oh, yeah.
But in this black eyeliner, you'd look finer with each day in hiding, oh yeah…
Beneath the wormwood, ooooo, love me so good…
They won't hear us screw away the day.
I'll make you say:
“Alive! Alive! Alive with love, alive with love tonight…”
“Alive! Alive! Alive with love, alive with love tonight…”
(No, I won't let them take you, won't let them take you…Hell, no no…
Whoa, no…I won't let them take you, won't let them take you…Hell, no no…)
Our Treblinka is alive with the glory of love….
Treblinka is alive with the glory of love! Yeah!
(Ok, speed it up….Go!)
Should they catch us and dispatch us to those separate work camps,
I'll dream about you. I will not doubt you with the passing of time….Oh, yeah.
Should they kill me, your love will fill me as warm as the bullets, yeah.
I'll know my purpose. this war was worth this. I won't let you down…
No, I won’t….
No, I won’t….
No, I won’t….
(Alive! Alive! Alive with love, alive with love tonight…)
Hell no, no…Whoa, no, I won't let them take you, won't let them take you….Hell, no, no.
No! No!
-say anything |
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| i guess i'm a grown up |
[Mar. 18th, 2009|01:35 pm] |
cause i've been accepted to college.
but i'm almost positive i'm mentally twelve years old.
and for fuck's sake, i'm frightened. |
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| the submarines tug my heartstrings. |
[Mar. 18th, 2009|01:12 pm] |
Cut the rain
We two have swallowed trust
You have changed
And I...
I didn't change enough
And some have said that true love
Is something we are sure of
But my only hope lies
In your being confused
With all said I would wait
One hundred summers
Just once again to be with you
On monday evening
The cloudy skies
On super tuesday
I wanted to die
And so you love me
Sometimes I'm fun
But you only need me until
The darkness takes the sun
Away from me
I've lost you
Away from me
I've lost you
Away from me
I've lost you
Away from me
I saw a silver sun
And wanted it to touch everyone
You held my arms and pulled me back
But there's no way that
I can give this up
Some other way
There's got to be another
Some other way
There has to be another
Some other way
There's got to be another way
We are scientists we will not be afraid
I'm not saying
That there's no hope for this
But you have tried
To change my mind
And we all know
Our system's broken and I...
I'll never vote again |
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