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| Played around with the colors a bit. Wanted it to look like my GJ.
Dunno if I'm gonna see you again, but I want you to know I love you, and always will. | | |
| Okay. I decided I'll be updating every morning or so, so it doesn't cut in with my RO time.
Ruby is getting pservers this weekend~! And Mike is most likely getting cable, so he is too.
I feel sick. Lately my eyes have been killing me. I can't see ANYTHING and my mom just ignores me when I tell her I need glasses. Wtf kind of messed up shit is that? God I hate her so much sometimes.
Other than that, I had a dream last night that Chris Prouse and I broke into Michelle ( this girl from AOL )'s house, and stole her and her brothers' bikes. I took the purple one. xD Chris got away safely, and I, well, got caught. He lectured me, lectured me. Scolded me. o.o It was so fatherly. XD
Gotta go to schoolssssss bye guys <3 | | |
| Fucking CHRIST, Mother! Get the fuck over it.
Mom: -comes down the stairs.- Did you put your check in your lunch account at school? Me: No. Mom: So you have 30 dollars in your account? Me: I said 'no'. Mom: You didn't deposit it? Me: Mom, NO. God. Mom: Well then where is the check? Me: The desk I think. Mom: OMFG ANYONE COULD HAVE TAKEN IT FOR THEIR LUNCH. Me: Mom, I said I left it on the desk. Mike: Blahblah computer suchafuckingwaste blahblah getridofit. Mom: -SEARCHES FRANTICALLY FOR LUNCH CHECK!- Me: -Grabs it off the one place she didn't look and puts in pocket, walks out to the bus stop.-
UGH I HATE HER SOMETIMES. She just doesn't listen to me. And as for Mike, fuck him. I have nothing better to do, so why not spend my time doing something fun? Christ. I have no friends anyway so it wouldn't fucking matter. Keep in mind this is first thing in the morning and I got 4 hours of sleep. | | |
| So, yeah. I haven't updated this thing in a long ass time. I've been talking to Rizza for the past couple days. Man I really miss that. xD I keep forgetting the people that mean the most to me. God, I suck.
So. Yeah. I met a girl on RO yesterday, Cira, and we're like twins. We like all the same shit. :O She RPs and shit. Has a KH storyline. I might join as Sora. ;x!
I've been watching more FMA lately. I stopped watching it after Hughes died a while back, and never picked up again. It made me cry. ;_; Hughes is wonderful. Turns out my favorite Homonculus is Pride. What a fucking awesome person. King Bradley. -dies.- Awesome. Purely awesome.
So I gotta go talk to Reese before she leaves.
<3tie me to the bedpost | | |
| Am I more than you bargained for yet I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear Cause that's just who I am this week Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum I'm just a notch in your bedpost But you're just a line in a song (A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart, break a name We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
Is this more than you bargained for yet Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet Wishing to be the friction in your jeans Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him I'm just a notch in your bedpost But you're just a line in a song (Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart, break a name We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it [x2]
Down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself) And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said) I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself) A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down (down, down) Down, down (down, down) We're going down, down (down, down) A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself) And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said) I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself) A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
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