One more quirky cliched phrase
November 2010
I love you so much it makes me sick.
My religion teacher trashed Kurt Cobain, MY IDOL, and I got sooooooooo pissed off at him.
She is the most amazing girl I have ever met in my life.<3
From whom was your last text from?
Amanda
Where was your primary picture taken at?
My aunts house
What’s your middle initial?
V
Your current relationship status?
Taken
Does your crush(s) like you back?
Crush?
What is your current mood?
energetic
What’s your mom’s name?
Fran
What color shirt are you wearing?
Plaid
What was the last thing you drank?
Water
If you could go back in time and change something, would you?
No
Have a crazy side?
ha yeah
Favorite song?
Dont have one
Something you do a lot?
listen to music
Do you wanna see somebody?
Hell yeah, my amore
Name someone with the same birthday as you?
Idk
When was the last time you cried?
ha, sept 24th
Who would you do anything for?
I would do anything and give anything to my amore
Who is your idol?
Kurt Cobain
What’s the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
Eyes
What’s your biggest secret?
Nothing
Where is your ex?
Idk
Favorite movie?
Almost Famous
Do you still watch kiddy shows?
Sometimes
What are you eating or drinking at the moment?
water
Do you speak any other dialect?
Italian
What’s your favorite smell?
ummm idk, chocolate axe
Describe your life in one word, what would it be?
shit
What should you be doing?
nothing
Do you act differently around the person you like?
no
What is your natural hair color?
brown
Who was the last person to make you smile?
Amanda<3
Lithium carbide: written by me
Lithium carbide is my pride. I watch my bride as she slips away from me, and that useless brain I have inside of me! Whats the use!!? Why brain?? Why do you give me this pain?!! Which makes me useless. These stomach pains you send down to my stomach. Im bi-polar and manically depressed, and you press down and down on my head. I am going to blow my head off, that way both you and I are dead!
I dont mind, mind, dont have a mind
None of your business
Fame is nothing to look forward to. If youre a musician just set out to play the music you created, and wind up releasing a big record, or number 1 hit song, than the media will be on your ass at all times. They are little pests just trying to suck out the juice on your personal life, and they wont stop bothering you until you have given them your juice. All they want is your personal life, so they can criticize you about it, and its none of their damn business. If they want to know what influenced you on your music and your ambitions, thats fine.
Just believe, Whatever you Read.: It made her happy. →
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When they first met,
she made sure he spoke first;
made sure he broke that
delicate glass barrier
between lovelorn strangers and
‘hello.’
Words held behind her teeth,
expectant lips poised,
but waited to speak,
because it’s un-ladylike
to make the first move.
So he did.
It didn’t make a…
I love you soo much <3
Innocence
Those dreams where they would use money for narcotics and than use them in the bathroom while Innocence and I are sleeping. But when I wake up, with Innocence, we both would shockingly find out it wasnt a dream, thus it was reality. The light showing through the window was the only thing keeping Innocence and I away from the other side, or shall we say the “darkside”. Those memories of when Darkness would come home after hours, cept or doused in poison, always comes back and haunts Innocence and I. Repressed memories is a crime that can teach lessons.
