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The Ghost of You - MCR |
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can't find something and now a lot of people are prolly let down... i'll have to talk to scott about getting some more, lol. anyway, um... i missed a chance to hang with nicole cuz of the fucking munchkins living in my house... and the bus, lol. hopefully friday. see, i'm sleeping over at heather's house from 8pm till... who knows when but before then i would like to hang with nicole. she's awesome. KRUG YOU FUCKING DUMBASSES... not essenberg or however the hell you spell it..
and just cuz kat doesn't mention you... I LUV YA LIKE A BROTHER JOEY!! a kooky australian roo... my bro. lol
so, i'll talk to y'alls later. i won't be online later, unless much later so if you need to reach me. please call, i'm going to die with these kids. but i won't answer till like, after 6:30... don't ask, it's a fucky rule around here. wow i swear too much... well sorry to nicole, mark, cassie, um... jenni and anyone else at nicole's locker for losing... well i'm not gunna just say it out loud cuz if my dad finds this and reads this... BUT HE'S THE ONE WHO STOLE THEM!!!
whew, calming down. this mcr song always does that to me... but it's also sad. w/e
CALL ME!!!
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[11 May 2005|09:46am] |
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If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, you must post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened.
Then post this to your journal.
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| more MCR, sorry but i'm bored |
[10 May 2005|03:32pm] |
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MCR dumbasses |
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"way down, mark the grave
where the search lights find us
drinking by the mausoleum door
and they found you on the bathroom floor
i miss you, i miss you so far
and the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
back home, off the run
singing songs that make you slit your wrists
it isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun
so i won't stop dying, won't stop lying
if you want i'll keep on crying
did you get what you deserve?
is this what you always want me for?
i miss you, i miss you so far
and the collision of your kiss that made it so hard"
that song always tugs at my heart, that and cemtary drive. hell, i love that whole cd! anyway, not listening to MUSE cuz HAILEY has my cd. oh well. and i'm glad i could be of service to dearest nicole, krug you dumbasses!!
today was uneventful, no fun. but my eye candy wasn't at lunch, the taken one and the available one, BOTH!! it sucked. but they guinea pigs, and the sex thing, that was HILARIOUS!!! abby you do sucha great impression of a female guinea pig while making love. that's something to really be proud of, infact, put that on your college resume!! they'll be sure to let you in then.... what a talent. LMAO. well now time to head bang to more my chemical romance, till my neck is so sore i can't turn it to the right... i like turning to the left so we'll stop just before i can't turn to the left. don't ask.
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| loving MCR |
[10 May 2005|03:27pm] |
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MCR, duh! |
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"(So say goodbye) to the vows you take
(And say goodbye) to the life you make
(And say goodbye) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank."
"Stay out of the light
Or the photographs that I gave you
You can say a prayer if you need to
Or just get in line and I'll grieve you
Can I meet you, alone
Another night and I'll see you
Another night and I'll be you
Some other way to continue
To hide my face
[Chorus:]
Another knife in my hands
A stain that never comes off the sheets
Clean me off
I'm so dirty babe
The kind of dirty where the water never cleans off the clothes
I keep a book of the names and those
Only goes so far 'til you bury them
So deep and down we go
Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace
I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day
[Chorus:]
Another knife in my hands
A stain that never comes off the sheets
Clean me off
I'm so dirty babe
It ain't the money and it sure as hell ain't just for the fame
It's for the bodies I claim and lose
Only goes so far 'til you bury them
So deep and down we go
Down
And down we go
And down we go
And down we go
And we all fall down
I tried
I tried
And we'll all dance alone to the tune of your death
We'll love again, we'll laugh again
And it's better off this way
And never again, and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now.
Well never again,and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now.
Well I tried
One more night
One more night
well I'm laughin', cryin', laughin'
I tried, well I tried, well I tried,
'Cause I tried, but I lied
I lied
I tried
I tried
I tried
And we'll love again and we'll laugh again
We'll cry again and we'll dance again
And it's better off this way
So much better off this way
I can't clean the blood off the sheets in my bed
And never again, and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now"
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| all alone again... |
[09 May 2005|07:02pm] |
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TV - The NEW adventures of Scooby Doo |
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like always, i'm alone. god i wish i had *radio edit*
lol. ya know that sometimes when you're listening to the radio and they blurb out swears? once or twice i've heard them use that. that was random. what sucks is that if you have, like, blocks on the computer you can't see my backround. i can't see it here at my mom's and i can't see it at school. but i can see it at home with my dad. so weird.
daddy says i can't re dye my hair red, but i wish i could. everyone in school loves my red hair... and everyone's parents love it too. everyone cept my dad and the people on his side of the family. so to piss him off, heather said she and holly could do my hair... and i trust holly cuz she's good at that. and hailey, her hair is brighter and purer red... uber jealous of her! lol. well, going to use AIM express now... i hate that stupid thing but when i'm not at home... i'll just have to deal.
hope *radio edit* onilne!!! XD
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| computers hurt my head |
[09 May 2005|09:46am] |
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gentle humming and the clicking of computer keys |
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trying to figure this damn thing out, but failing miserably. oh well, still working on making this half as good as my last one, 'cept i'm computer stupid. hailey's on a field trip, i'll miss her. heather is gone too. this sucks. class is quiet. kinda nice, but really weird. test today in science. i couldhave spent this whole hour working on my portfolio for science, but instead here i am, working on LJ. sad isn't it?
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| here i am |
[06 May 2005|03:56pm] |
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My Chemical Romance |
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so this is my new live journal cuz my dad knows about my other one and is always ripping on me for it... SO here it is. nothing special... not that it ever was before but w/e. megan wood helped me make up this name. weird eh? well, comment if you wanna be a friend. or not. i don't care
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