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Moved. Again.
Mar. 27th, 2009 | 08:08 pm
location: At Cait's
mood: 
accomplished
music: Nothing
Are you gonna keep following me? Well.
Moved to twitter. Don't ask, don't tell. Bet you can't find me. ;33
Shenanigans, did you say? Why, yes, let it happen. I love having free reigns. ♥
Moved to twitter. Don't ask, don't tell. Bet you can't find me. ;33
Shenanigans, did you say? Why, yes, let it happen. I love having free reigns. ♥
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Neglected
Feb. 8th, 2009 | 02:43 pm
location: At Dad's
mood: 
giddy
music: Molasses - The Hush Sound
Yeah, I got my internets stolen from me, updates will be very few and far inbetween now. But, uh, anyway. Things that don't come into casual conversation that I'd like to get out there:
I've color-coded my emotions. Then I got mad because I remembered how off my way of looking at it was. xD; Someone give me a good reason why green isn't a happy color. It's gotta be why Kermit is so optimistic. Although I still don't have anything for yellow. I don't have anything against the color, either.
I just learned how to lick my own tongue. It is single-handedly the coolest thing I've learned how to do this month. So far. I just hope I don't accidentally swallow it. That would suck.
I can't write too well when I'm happy. Hm. It might take me a while.
I just found this band (who kicks ass) called the Hush Sound. I suggest you listen to Honey and The Boys Are Too Refined. I've only listened to their latest cd, though, so don't bitch to me if stuff before 2008 sucks.
Yeah. Otherwise life is boring. I hope I get my actual computer back so I can make some more mixes, because I really want to right now but I don't have most of my music on my mp3 player. I can't remember how to convert from iTunes.
Oh. And I just finished reading /all/ of the available Full Metal Alchemist manga. 91 chapters. I started on tuesday. xD;
Now I need to go look at the site the ad on the side of the screen is supporting. The words "When you pressure me for nude pics, I throw up in my mouth a little" caught my eye. xD This could be entertaining.
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Jan. 17th, 2009 | 07:32 pm
My darkest hour's falling down on you
save yourself
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Woo.
Jan. 11th, 2009 | 02:19 pm
location: At Dad's.
music: Nearly Witches - The Pau Revere Jumpsuit Apparatus
Suddenly I've lost interest in opening my eyes once I've closed them.
And I've also realised that I do anything possible to impress.
Since when was that my intention?
I'm poking my head out of the window of the wrong car, I guess.
But the wind is all the same.
My eyes are only seeing the bluest of skies,
and my wrists are preaching the words I love to hear.
I live off the sound of the collective silly-sweet emotion.
Because that's the one thing I'll never be able to control.
I can still strive to lord over anything else.
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Sorry, I needed to mindlessly vent for a second. xD And I pretty much zoned out while writing it, so whatever.
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Please Consider the Following: The squirrel ran of the tree.
Jan. 6th, 2009 | 06:46 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: crazy
music: Of all the Gin Joints in the World - Fall Out Boy
There's a blank silence between us
this terror pushes buttons and I didn't know I had,
the world's light turned off for a second too many.
Someone tell me what swallowed the sun,
someone tell me when this night is done
because even though I'm dreaming of you,
you have to wake up for your dreams to come true.
Hide my flashlights,
blind all the streetlights,
I want some time to look at the stars.
Because someone beautiful
is so far away.
Maybe I've forgotten all my other wishes,
but now my only wish is thinking I'm with you.
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Note: I dislike the taste of paper.
Jan. 4th, 2009 | 04:07 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: 
curious
music: Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking her Clothes Off - P!atD
Statement: It is no use to be mad at things when they happen. It just hurts more when you are. (Please see: "Don't get mad, get Glad!! :DD!)
Opinion: Pop Rocks leave an unnatrually good feeling in your mouth. It's like a mouth massage that tastes good. Not to mention it freaks people around you out when they don't know you have Pop Rocks in your mouth. ( -cracklecracklecrackle- Hehe.)
Fact: It's hard to moan anything with an 's.' Believe me, it's frustrating.
Actually, I think I might be... erm... Have Synesthesia. (That's if that's what it's called and if it's actually a thing.) Because, I kid you not, it tastes like strawberry pop rocks. Almost the same sensation, too. That's why I went out and bought some today. xDD
But that doesn't really happen a lot, me tasting words. (Oh god, that sounds insane.) Euphoric, and Tragedy is it, actually. Odd, right? Maybe there would be more if I paid more attention. -shrug- In case anyone wanted to know, they taste like lemon-lime lollipops and paper. ._.;
Anywho. I'm bringing home a puppy on Tuesday. He /looks/ like a black Golden Retriever. xD I hope he grows up like that, honestly, that would be amazing. His name is Tucker and I promise pictures to all who inquire. x33
Uhh... What else.. Basically... nothing else to report. :33
Oh, and to Saray: I'm sorry I didn't feel more... upset, for you when you told me that you were scared for Randy. I guess I understand that now. ;-; Not that I'm going to let you know what this cryptic message means. -shrug- I'm just gonna apologize, because I mean it.
Opinion: Pop Rocks leave an unnatrually good feeling in your mouth. It's like a mouth massage that tastes good. Not to mention it freaks people around you out when they don't know you have Pop Rocks in your mouth. ( -cracklecracklecrackle- Hehe.)
Fact: It's hard to moan anything with an 's.' Believe me, it's frustrating.
Actually, I think I might be... erm... Have Synesthesia. (That's if that's what it's called and if it's actually a thing.) Because, I kid you not, it tastes like strawberry pop rocks. Almost the same sensation, too. That's why I went out and bought some today. xDD
But that doesn't really happen a lot, me tasting words. (Oh god, that sounds insane.) Euphoric, and Tragedy is it, actually. Odd, right? Maybe there would be more if I paid more attention. -shrug- In case anyone wanted to know, they taste like lemon-lime lollipops and paper. ._.;
Anywho. I'm bringing home a puppy on Tuesday. He /looks/ like a black Golden Retriever. xD I hope he grows up like that, honestly, that would be amazing. His name is Tucker and I promise pictures to all who inquire. x33
Uhh... What else.. Basically... nothing else to report. :33
Oh, and to Saray: I'm sorry I didn't feel more... upset, for you when you told me that you were scared for Randy. I guess I understand that now. ;-; Not that I'm going to let you know what this cryptic message means. -shrug- I'm just gonna apologize, because I mean it.
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My imagination is /wild/
Dec. 25th, 2008 | 09:27 pm
location: At Dad's
mood: calm
music: Voodoo - Godsmack
Tainted desire,
Tell me that you'll never leave and take it back in all the same sigh.
Whisper what seems to be love in my ear,
and let the doubt you ignite glitter like fire.
Bells chime, chime inside my head
why do I always need to wish for what can't be reached
this artifice turns me on
Preach of paradise,
promise me lies.
How many stars do you think it will take before all
of my fantasies become true?
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Whee, Media.
Dec. 20th, 2008 | 07:36 pm
location: At Dad's
mood: creative
music: 27 - FOB
Good lord, could this upload go any slower.
Soon enough, though, there's gonna be a handful of Caitlin and Shelby videos for anyone to sift through, links will come up once they're done. xD
But uploading takes, like, ages. ><
Soon enough, though, there's gonna be a handful of Caitlin and Shelby videos for anyone to sift through, links will come up once they're done. xD
But uploading takes, like, ages. ><
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Mr. Sandman's showing his beam, when he walks into the room the walls lean in to listen...
Dec. 17th, 2008 | 08:07 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: Neat (Actually really pissed)
music: Headfirst Slide into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet - Fall Out Boy
Taking lines of dust and sweat, off of last night's stage
Just to be like you. ~
God, it would be cool to be an amazing lyricist like Pete. He is just so /cool/ and he's got PATRICK around like, ALL THE TIME. I am so jealous.
So, Folie came out for real yesterday, and now I can say it is def. the best thing that has hit my iTunes library since.. Hmm.. Well, Since Don't You Fake It. I really loved that album, too.
My favorite songs are Tiffany Blews and 27. (I'm not a crybaby, I'm /the/ crybaby.)
But, honestly, I strive to be where FOB is. Not overly famous, not overly egotistical, but they're all /talented/ and the world is literally open to those boys. Pete can be a DJ on weekends if he wants, he knows like, //everybody,// sigh. I can't help but think that music is something you need to be born into, but I know that's not true because of a worldful of examples. Maybe I'm just not "musically inclined" enough, says my mother, but maybe that's her fault. She used to think that anything with a beat was the devil.
And I need to convince Charly to come with me to Open Mic Night at that Harmony place, it seems fun and I wouldn't mind going.
Hah, I adore being on stage. I mean, even though the nervousness will kick in right in the /middle/ of what I'm doing, it's still pretty much completely natrual for me. Weird, huh?
It's like, preforming and swimming, that's what I'm made for. But I can still be molded into anything. :33
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Dec. 16th, 2008 | 05:04 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: 
cynical
music: Do You Know What I'm Seeing? - Panic at the Disco
I'm seeing this:
Lights in the darkness, stars in my eyes,
and it can't be a sign of hope because she's given up on me.
Lies that sizzle,
flesh that's cold,
there's never been a feeling
quite like this one.
When there's nothing more to do
but shoot my dreams into the
clouds and dream of other lives but
doesn't everyone bleed the same?
You've planted some kind of virus in my brain
that makes me know that thinking about it hurts
the look in your eyes tells me to
enjoy my pain.
When was something wrong?
Here is like canyons.
Sorry.
But you can only describe paradise so many times
before it gets old.
Is my heart too cold?
Let's just tear open the sky
and watch every hope and dream fall down around us,
until all that's left is fear and regret
showering the world like a delayed acid rain.
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FAD YAY
Dec. 8th, 2008 | 05:54 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: chipper
music: Folie! Ah!
FOLIE IS WIN.
Ahahaha. I can't even do a good review on it, because I'm /very/ bias in favor of FOB.
But, eeeee. Win.
Ahahaha. I can't even do a good review on it, because I'm /very/ bias in favor of FOB.
But, eeeee. Win.
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Dec. 7th, 2008 | 05:59 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: calm
music: View from Heaven - Yellowcard
I have this stuck in my head. And I'm trying to learn that descant. Er, I mean, both of them. Hehe. And, strangely enough, I don't even know who that is. (Oh, it's Juliet Simms. Whoever that is.)
It's like when I tried to learn the descant part for View from Heaven. -shudders- I'm still mourning Cait's eardrums, and this is a formal thank you to her for listening to me try. Thanks, Cait. We all know every band needs a
Speaking of player. I'm so sad. My mp3 player finally kicked it, after three years of loyalty to my sorry ass. I don't know what I'm going to do without it. I'm already starting to go into withdrawl because of lack of music.
And you know what leaked earlier today? FAD. Ohhhh yess. Folie leaked and I am so
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Bleh.
Dec. 5th, 2008 | 10:37 pm
location: At Dad's
mood: cranky
music: None
Fear is what binds us,
you and me.
Because there's no such thing as eternity.
Loyalty is dying,
Decadence is rising,
Nothing's all we've got,
just you and me.
you and me.
Because there's no such thing as eternity.
Loyalty is dying,
Decadence is rising,
Nothing's all we've got,
just you and me.
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Hmf. (Ow.)
Dec. 4th, 2008 | 09:12 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: 
crushed
music: Waking up in Vegas - Katy Perry
Yeah, let's just beat down those feelings of "closeness" so I can get over it WHAT? Someone has to tell me I'm reading that wrong, because, well, how long will I have to draw that heart on my wrist because it becomes set in stone?
Looks like lipstick drawings, actually. How lame.
But really, my anger is taken out on me. When I (Ow.) punch my walls (ow.) I don't imagine (ow) you there. (Ow.)
I imagine me. (Ow.)
But, really. I'm happy. Your voice is something I treasure while I'm in contact with it. But, you know, I need to just beat down those feelings. (Ow.)
Because really? There are so many other (Ow.) people out there better than me. Right?
You have no idea how much I want to die. You might, but I don't know. I love you. But, damn. Do you love me? No, you don't.
Because you don't want me to feel that way anymore, right? Because you never really were mine. Hard to believe, but true.
I wonder if I'm the only one who's ever needed to lie about her feelings just to protect someone she should logically hate.
God, the self-loathing is almost tangible.
Looks like lipstick drawings, actually. How lame.
But really, my anger is taken out on me. When I (Ow.) punch my walls (ow.) I don't imagine (ow) you there. (Ow.)
I imagine me. (Ow.)
But, really. I'm happy. Your voice is something I treasure while I'm in contact with it. But, you know, I need to just beat down those feelings. (Ow.)
Because really? There are so many other (Ow.) people out there better than me. Right?
You have no idea how much I want to die. You might, but I don't know. I love you. But, damn. Do you love me? No, you don't.
Because you don't want me to feel that way anymore, right? Because you never really were mine. Hard to believe, but true.
I wonder if I'm the only one who's ever needed to lie about her feelings just to protect someone she should logically hate.
God, the self-loathing is almost tangible.
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What?
Dec. 3rd, 2008 | 08:48 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: amused
music: Entertainment - Rise Against
Hm. I wish my voice could carry doing screamo. Gonna suck ass when I can't talk tomorrow, huh? Oh well, It's not like I talk that much anyway. Pft.
But here's what I'm thinking, like, right now:
- Rise Against is now my second fave band ever. No one beats FOB, so that's a really high spot to have. xD
- Slutty or Sexy? Because I can pull off minis like it's no one's business. Because there are so many ways I could go with this.
-Yey. I finished my photography homework. And that one in the reflective surface worked out brilliantly. Hehe.
- I need sleep. But I swear to god, the second I close my eyes that damned phone is going to go off. And it's not even the person I want most of the time. I would have no problem if it wasn't, say, Caitlin or Lauren or Sean. Maybe if it was someone else.
- -shivers- It's so cold.. I need a space heater. Or a sleeping companion.
- Oh my god I am so happy. Relieved is more like, actually.
Yeah, and that's all at the same time, while typing and listening to music. And freezing. xD
I'm going to bed, good night to all. <3
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Good Night
Dec. 2nd, 2008 | 08:38 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: sleepy
music: Survivor - Rise Against
I didn't think I'd ever admit to this, but the best parts of my day are when you wake me up in the morning and wish me a good night before I go to bed. I haven't ever been so excited to wake up in my life. It's an odd, yet welcomed sensation.
And, yes, I owe you three dollars. That was way harder than I originally thought it would be. I know now that I completely lack talent in that field. xD But, whatever. It sounds pretty a capella, too. Just.. a little akward in some parts... I'll work that out, though. xD Prolly.
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Lullaby
Dec. 1st, 2008 | 09:10 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: sleepy
music: Only the sound of my voice.
Love, move gingerly,
you worry me,
So just lay down with me tonight.
Sing me lullabies.
La di da,
la di da,
la di da,
Sing me lullabies.
La di da,
la di da,
la di da,
Sing sweet lullabies.
All I want to do is hold you close,
Love, you're safe with me you know.
My hands in your hair
but the heat can wait,
because John and Paul were right,
I just wanna hold your hand.
With your anxieties,
Love, my love worries me,
so lay down with me tonight,
I'll sing you lullabies.
Ah da da,
ah da da,
ah da da,
Sing you lullabies.
Ah da da,
ah da da,
ah da da,
Sing sweet lullabies.
You voice is the only music my ears
will ever need
and sing a duet with me,
no one else will ever hear.
Ah da da,
la di da,
ah di da,
Sing sweet lullabies.
So come lay down with me,
open my eyes so I can see,
your love is all I'll ever need,
don't think you're losing hold on me.
Teach me these lullabies.
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11-30
Nov. 30th, 2008 | 06:15 pm
location: At Mom's
mood: chipper
music: xo - Fall Out Boy
Ahaha. I haven't been updating lately. But I am still honestly addicted to my phone, and I can't get on damned livejournal with it. Lame. And I've been just going and going and going all /day./
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Is there a difference between changing and improving?
Because she says I'm changing, (Silver lining: It's for you.) I didn't want that.
I like me sometimes.
But I can't lie with a straight face anymore. You know how much that sucks?
And it doesn't help that she calls it constantly, no matter who I'm lying to.
"You're lying." Shut up, Caitlin. I know, and if you know good for you, don't tell other people.
And then, ugh, him.
((Yeah, kid, just look me in the eye and lie your heart out.
As long as it makes you feel better, I guess, because I'm about to break a promise I made you, blondie.
Forever is an awfully long time when I don't belong to me. ;3 ))
And I haven't had a green day in what feels like ages,
or a sliver of self-loathing.
Change could be good for me,
maybe.
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And, dammit. -puts out a tray of inspiration treats- Come back. I need you, little inspiration bug. Lots of people need you right now.
Why'd you run off? xD I was being nice.
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So I got this cherry chapstick. Haha. It smells yummy. -grins- No more fucking around with raspberry-vanilla, hey? xD
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Oh, here's a list. Wonder who it's for? I'll give you a hint, it's probably not you. Or is it...? x3
See, I hate making these things for only one thing: I can never say all of what I want. I'd have to cut out parts of songs and put them in other places and just get rid of them completely and then add some things... And, well, that's a lot of work. And this one is an emotion... (a scrambled one at that, I wanted to make it a story but nothing would fall into the right order, so I just scrambled it and made sure it all fit) ...not a play on titles, so don't try to find it, anyone. It's not there.
Poppin' Champagne - All Time Low
Drunken Lament - Ludo
Edge of the World - Emery
Slide - GooGoo Dolls
Calling You - Blue October
I'm Like a Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying to get You Off (Me&You) - Fall Out Boy
My Best Friend - Weezer
Thinking of You - Katy Perry
Damn Regret - Red Jumpsuit
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...And we stumbled upon our histories scrawled in blood across the pristine tiles, our eyes drinking in the battered beauty of our own devotion; the sadness of what we had not seen until now; then we shrugged off the cover of midnight and melted into each other once more, not being able to bear the weight of the whole world on our own...
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Eeee. <3
Nov. 23rd, 2008 | 03:27 pm
location: At Dad's
mood: giggly
music: None
Hey everyone. I'm pretty spazzy, seeing as I finally convinced my daddy to get me a cellie. -grins- If you want my digits, contact me. xD; I'm paranoid about putting stuff like that out on the interwebs.
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Nothing About Me
Nov. 22nd, 2008 | 09:31 am
location: At Dad's
mood: cold
music: Nothing
Keep hiding from me
pretend like I don't know
your every thought you ever think about me (Keep lying to me)
Hide it behind that fucking mask;
live your lies.
We both knew something was different,
blowing fog to the stars.
Just keep asking what about you.
And your black-heart tattoo
caught my skin like a disease
But no matter what he says I'm gonna love you.
That smile on your face,
the scent on your skin works to erase
everything I thought of him before I knew you.
Am I invisible, do you just not care?
Just stare at me like I am nothing there.
Do you see me? Can you hear me?
I sit up at night and cry about why
I want you for my own.
And your black-heart tattoo
caught my skin like a disease
But no matter what he says I'm gonna love you.
That smile on your face,
the scent on your skin works to erase
everything I thought of him before I knew you.
So now,
You have a choice
and it's not mine to make,
but so you know,
here's how it went.
And your black-heart tattoo
caught my skin like a disease
But no matter what he says I'm gonna love you.
That smile on your face,
the scent on your skin works to erase
everything I thought of him before I knew you.