Love is everything, Cosgrove.

January 19th, 2009

YOU THERE. YOU MUST READ THIS NOW.

1/19/09 11:03 pm

****EDWARD CULLEN'S AUTOBIOGRAPHY OMGGGGG****

So the funniest thing happened at Satan's Army today. I was scannin' up people's shit like I usually do, and this one customer hands me this book, and says she changed her mind about getting it.

The book, at a glance, looks like some lame romance novel thing. And then I read the title.

Glitter Baby.

BAAHAHAHAHAAAAA HAHAHA!

Anywho. I said, quietly, "Ah, Edward Cullen's autobiography." Now the lady didn't say anything in response, so I assumed she was a Twimom. I scanned the rest of her items with a smug little grin.

But as she left, she met up with another woman. I overheard a little of their conversation. "That boy just made the funniest joke! He called Glitter Baby Edward Cullen's biography!"

The two of them burst out laughing. I felt so proud. :D They thought I was a guy! Looks like the disguise is working! I know, I completely missed the point, but whatever!

Current Mood: predatory

WHOOO MORE BOREDOM

1/19/09 10:59 am

1. Randomly pick a song from your music library.
2. Find the lyrics for the first four verses/chorus
3. Go to Google translation and translate the lyrics from English into German.
4. Take the new German lyrics and translate them into French.
5. Take the new French lyrics and translate them into English.
6. Post the NEW English lyrics and have people guess the original song.

HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAAHAHAAAA...HA.

As you are my world
You precious thing.
Starvation and tire in the vicinity of me.

Everything I have done,
I voted for you.
I am not a star.

They run in order for long.
They run So far.
Your eyes are So cruel

So, how can I order to cruel,
Oh, I think, you.
Yes I do.

Current Mood: tired

OH SHIT, BORINGNESS BEFORE WORKS.

1/19/09 10:38 am

(taken from

tiktac)

WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
Uh, probably St. Teresa.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
Two...three days ago? No one around, I'm allowed.

DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Eh, it's legible.

IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
SURE WHY NOT. :D

DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?
Yeahhhhh.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
QUAKER SQUAAAAAAAAARES. Just to make fun of the Quaker guy.

DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
Nope. Unless they're my combat boots, in which case I HAVE to untie them to get out.

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
Sure. I can lift equipment.

FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
THE COLD ONE YOU TWAT.

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
...I don't look at people. So shoes. I notice shoes first.

RED OR PINK?
REDDDDDDDDD FTFW

WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
Uh, my weight. Possibly my paralyzing social anxiety.

WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
YOUR MOM HAHAHAHAAAHAHAHA ROFLCOPTERS.

WHAT COLOR SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
Mismatched socks, thank you!

WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
JESUS.

WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
The Host Of Seraphim--Dead Can Dance.

IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Green. Fuck yeah.

FAVORITE SMELLS?
I am sensory-attuned (basically I do things like associate places with smells, and letters with colors), so I like the smell of Disney World.

WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Willy bo Billy.

HAIR COLOR?
Brown.

EYE COLOR?
Brown.

DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Noooo...?

FAVORITE FOOD?
PIZZA.

LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Hot Fuzz.

WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
Black.

SUMMER OR WINTER?
Fall fucker.

HUGS OR KISSES?
BOTHS!!

FAVORITE DESSERT?
COOOKIE.

WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
I DO NOT HAVE A MOUSE.

WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?
Spongebob.

FAVORITE SOUND?
A good guitar lick flying through my amp. Fuck yeah.

ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
Beatles hands down.

WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
Shit...uh, I've been to Ireland. That's about it.

Commenticus?

January 15th, 2009

Father, Into Your Hands I Commend My Spirit.

1/15/09 08:18 am

So my life is a black abyss.

Honestly, I think I want to blow my head out with a shotgun (feeling poetic).

Had to get up at three o clock, to drive to Sturbridge, to pick up my mom, to drive my family to the airport.

Because they're going to Florida.

Without me. Because I can't take any more time off, due to the fact that I took time off for winter camp.

I have to work today. I'm exhausted. I only got three or so hours of sleep last night. I got lost on the way home. Peaches made a mess of the kitchen while I was gone. I was just watching fucking Sesame Street. I have little to no fundage, and little to no free time the while my family is gone.

I have to clean our whole fucking house. And my older sister informed all her friends that I will be home alone. So now I have to fend off a bunch of nineteen/twenty-two year olds who want to have a kegger/fishbowl at my house. Don't get me wrong, I like her friends a lot, but I really don't want to get in trouble.

To Tikky:

For obvious reasons (see above), I wasn't on last night. I just read about your iPod--I'm wicked sorry. I hope whoever took it returns it soon/gets caught.

Dirty bastards. >:[ I wish I was there to pound some face. *grumbles about fucking Massachusetts being far from where you are*

Current Location: home on the couch
Current Mood: drained
Current Music: Silver Comforts Jim--Treasure Planet Score (James Newton Howard)
Tags:
parents, vacation

January 13th, 2009

LULZ YOU KNEW IT!

1/13/09 10:40 pm

Damn you

misermob, and your superior tagging technique.

Here are the rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 20 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose 20 people to be tagged (which I ain't gonna' do. No siree Bob, I ain't). >:3

( CUTS CUTS WHEEEEEDEEDEE )

I made myself a Ray/Bob moodtheme! And a Toki header! :DDDD

Current Location: HOME WHOO
Current Mood: drunk
Current Music: Everyone's A Little Bit Racist--Avenue Q
Tags:
meme, moodtheme

January 9th, 2009

POST OF NONSENSE BECAUSE BEING ALONE SUCKS.

1/9/09 01:46 pm

( WHUT THE EFFFFF )

OHO. HO HO HO BITCHES.

Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: Seven Days To The Wolves--Nightwish
Tags:
day off, friday

December 31st, 2008

AERIALS BANNER (FAILBOAT SETS SAIL!)

12/31/08 11:01 pm

XD oh the fail of this day.

I just realized that when we posted Aerials [Tikky and I, that is] I forgot to include the banner!

HERE. A present for the one and a half people who stalk this journal >:3

You can find Aerials here. [Links to last chapter] Enjoy!

Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Everyone's A Little Bit Racist--Avenue Q
Tags:
aerials, banners, bob, ray

Snow again, motherfucker. :C

12/31/08 06:53 pm

tagged by

misermob

List seventeen random things about yourself, then tag seventeen people to do the same.

1. Uh. My parents are nutsy Catholic.
2. I'm a bit of a skeptic, and I question shit constantly.
3. I'd like to think I can draw, but I can't.
4. I wish I was a guy. But then, I'd have to be a gay guy, because a lot of girls are just too fucking complicated/backstab-y.
5. I'm titled as "The Responsible Kid", but nobody knows what I really am. They don't pay attention long enough.
6. I am quiet to a fault. I am nearly unopinionated.
7. Consequently, if you drop me in a room full of random people, I will curl up and die. Basically.
8. I have OCD to the level of insanity.
9. When I write my fictions, I never think of the band members as themselves. They're more like new characters that just look like them and have the same names.
10. Suddenly, I think that Jim Hawkins and John Silver from Treasure Planet would be a rather cute pairing.
11. I have a Siamese cat named Sunshine. She's like me. Scared constantly and her purr generator seems to be broken.
12. I have a Joker CD. No lie. It's on my mirror with its very own Joker card.
13. I'm snowed in. That's right, another bleeding snowstorm. On my day off, New Year's Eve, and the day before my friend has to go back to Cali for his basic.
14. I GOT A CAR AND AN IPOD FOR CHRISTMAS. :D only the car isn't registered yet. And one of its windows doesn't go down. BUT THE ENGINE IS SUPERCHARGED. Because we got it from the mafia >:3. My older sister got the Buick, the nice car, for Christmas. There's nothing wrong with it, but we've dubbed it Chris. Because sometimes, it turns up the volume by itself. I gotta' wait until I drive my Caviler before I name it.
15. I like playing on Gaia. It's fun, if you're able to sound highly caustic with nothing but words on screen.
16. I have work tomorrow. :C
17. I am seventeen!

</span>NOW. I AM GOING TO CHEAT.
I TAG:
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
YOU.
And you, with the face.

Current Mood: blank
Current Music: SOS (Anything But Love)--Apocalyptica ft. Christina Scabbia of Lacuna Coil
Tags:
meme, snow, tag

December 22nd, 2008

I will find you Samuel Walton. And I will kill you, twice.

12/22/08 08:33 pm

And then, Samuel Walton, I will take your balls, and I will feed them to a ravenous Russian performing grizzly.

I swear. No more. NO FUCKING MORE. This is bullshit.

Wondering why I'm threatening a dead man? Read on, if you'd enjoy listening to me pissing and moaning.

SO. I am a cashier. Whoo-dee-doo. I shut my light off at eight ten. I'm supposed to be clocked out and gone by eight thirty. It's eight fucking forty and I am still there, scanning everyone's fucking useless, pointless shit.

Fuck you, Samuel Walton. Fuck the fucking you.

And then! I finally tell one lady, who has two other people behind her, "Ma'am, would you please tell the people behind you that I'm closed?"

She turns around, and tells the last chick that "The line ends after you."

WHAT THE FUCK LADY!??! WHAT THE FUCKING FUCKING FUCK!?

It is EIGHT FIFTY FIVE by the TIME I clock out of that fucking hellhole of a workspace.

YOU WANT TO KNOW THE WORST PART!?

I NEVER GOT MY GODDAMN BREAK. I GET ONE FUCKING FIFTEEN MINUTE BREAK, AND I NEVER GOT IT. I STOOD FOR FIVE STRAIGHT HOURS, AND SCANNED EVERYONE'S SHIT. FUCK. YOU. SAMUEL. WALTON.

And I will not even get compensation for that! I talked to one of my managers, and she said that my next shift, they'd give me an extra fifteen.

Few things wrong with that.

A) I don't need a longer break. I'd like to be paid for the OVERTIME I worked, as well as the break I worked THROUGH.

B) They are NOT going to remember to give me that break.

C) A thirty minute break is something you punch out for. And punching out? Means you are off company pay time.

IT'S A GODDAMNED ORGANIZED SCREW, AND I AM STUCK IN THE FUCKING ASSCRACK MIDDLE OF IT.

Have a merry Christmas everyone. I'm going to go shred my knuckles to bleeding hunks of skin now.

TO TIKKY: I apologize for my disappearing act last night. Turns out my brother is deathly afraid of ticks, and he was in the bathroom when I went upstairs, andddd...

Well, long story short, my mom woke up, freaked, and carted me off to the fucking ER to get the tick taken off. She always does that, because she once got a touch of lime disease.

Current Location: home. FINALLY
Current Mood: furious
Current Music: Angel of Music--The Phantom Of The Opera
Tags:
fucking work, moaning, pissing, walmart

December 19th, 2008

MIKE MILLS BIATCH.

12/19/08 06:26 pm

Storm, hath cometh. And hiteth, my towneth, like a sack of brickeths.

FUCK THAT SHIT. WE GOT SNOW, AND NOW MY HANDS ARE BLEEDING BECAUSE NO ONE ELSE IN MY HOUSE CAN SHOVEL. Fuck you all, seriously. Especially you Mom. Mhmmmm, MUMSIE, GO FUCK Y'SELF.

On a happier(?) note, one of my bestest buddies has just returned from his military training in Californ-i-a for Christmas, so we're gonna' party like mo-fos if we ever get dug outta' this joint. Now, doubtless the power will go out, so I apologize early for my absence.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY HOLIDAYS, AND WELCOME TO FUCKING WAL-MART. GET YOUR SHIT AND GET OUT.

I have to work tomorrow...shit. Maybe it'll be slow cos everyone's snowed in...

Current Location: ROOM.
Current Mood: buggered
Current Music: Breathe Into Me--RED
Tags:
mike mills, militants, storm, useless, wi-fi

December 11th, 2008

WI FI, HANG YOU.

12/11/08 12:23 am

Tagged by

tiktac and OHSHI--

concretecutouts. Ain't you just thrilled like a mill to know THAT?

01. What are your nicknames?
Reesa, Ray, Rai...a lot of R names, actually. My 'incognito gay lover' name is Ron ;3

02. How do you style your hair?
Style? Uh, I actually haven't touched a brush in about three years. When my hair gets wet, it straightens itself out, and then it air dries curly. My hair is TEH SHIT.

03. What's new in your life right now?
Probably the stash of food under my bed, or possibly my new DARK KNIGHT DVD. I also got The Lost Boys (UNSPARKLEPIRES FTFW) and...my new DRAGONFORCE CDDDD. Yeah, I know they all sound the same. Shush.

04. How many colors are you wearing now?
A lot of camo. I got a camo jacket on, over a tan shirt, and my camo cargo pants, with my camo bandanna in my pocket. I try to look badass for youth group. XD

05. Are you an introvert or extrovert?
Introvert. HUZZAH FOR ME.

06. What are you doing while filling out this meme?
Uh, writing this shit, writing up something for a story, and listening to 'Monroeville' (yeah, I know. People hate the song; deal. IT'S GRUEEEESOMELY BEEYOOTIFULL XD).

07. Do you nap a lot?
I just sleep in and annoy the shit out of my parents. Hey, my mattress sucks, and I live in a fucking, wi-fi-less basement. Deal with stuff, mmkay?

08. If the person you secretly like is already taken, what would you do?
Uh, probably nothing. Clearly they don't dig me, so why should I give a fuck/make myself miserable?

09. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?
Being sick, being honest, PAINTING MY AWESOME JOKER ROOM A HIDEOUS SHADE OF YELLOW D:>

10. What's your favorite dessert?
CREME BRULEE. XD it always makes me think of that guy on High School Musical, Zeke or whatever. The baking basketball guy there. ALSO IT'S YUMMAY.

11. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?
Eh. For me, if I'm being SLOW, about fifteen minutes tops. I prefer to take five minute showers, then get dressed in the bathroom. And I don't wear makeup, so that shaves off a few minutes of uselessness.

12. What websites do you visit daily?
Here when I can, Gaia, Myspace (I just listen to my playlist XD no one ever actually communicates with me)...

13. What classes are you taking right now? And if you're not in school any more, what's your job?
I WORK AT WAL-MART, AND IT SUCKS BIG HAIRY BLACK MAN BALLS. No, I'm lying. It's actually pretty good, I just didn't want to work there...because now I'm stereotyped. ALSO, little children always ask their parents (fucking loudly) "MOMMY/DADDY, 'ZAT A BOY OR A GIRL??" and then the parents yell at the kids and OY. I just feel bad.

14. Do you like to clean?
OCD all the way. Although, I currently have left a smallish pile of clothes on my floor; that's grating on my nerves a little.

15. What's the last song that got stuck in your head?
I GET LIKE, FOUR AT A TIME BITCH. Lemme see. "Foolin'" [Def Leppard], "Boom!" [System Of A Down], "Never Wanted To Dance" [MSI], and..."My Girlfriend Who Lives In Canada" [Avenue Q]. LOL SANG AVENUE Q TONIGHT AT YOUTH GROUP. Only a few people got it XD.

16. What's the last DVD you bought?
The Dark Knight and The Lost Boys.

17. Have you ever done anything not many people have?
Drank straight Puerto-Rican rum (and various other things) without ever getting a hangover, shattered some random guy's hip (LOLFAIL!BURGLAR), pulled a Joker and hung out of a car window, gotten hit at least seven times by various cars...I do lots of stupid shit, really.

18. What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
...Chubby Hubby? I dunno, s'got fucking pretzels in it. It's good dammit.

19. Best time of your life?
I'M STILL A VIRGIN, AIN'T HAD ONE YET LMAOOOOOOO.

20. What is your favorite under sea animal?
Uh...well shit. Thresher Shark. Because they have like, fuck long tails that are awesome.

I TAG NO ONE. Because everyone I know has already been tagged, and I ain't about to go down my friend's list and be all, "LOL RANDOM PERSUN I TAGS YOU."

Current Mood: annoyed

December 7th, 2008

Peaches!

12/7/08 11:34 am

Our new puppy, Peaches. Mom wanted to call her Eclair >:[.

She's a beagle something or other, very small. She came from Tennessee with her brother. And she's got this weird tail that looks like it's been docked, but it hasn't.

She's deaf. One of her eyes doesn't track right. And she's got weak forelegs. For some reason, she loves my camo jacket. I think it's the smell of the Palladium that lurks around my wallet...

She's so brutal. Nathan Explosion would be proud...either that or he'd eat her. ♥

In other news...
I am feeling much better, though I doubt I'll ever look at blueberries in the same manner.

*shakes fist*

I...huh. Other news. Um...I have started pre-pre production on F.F.C.! I had hoped to have it drop on New Years, but the way work is going, and how parents are hindering everything that I do...it may be longer.

I have an odd habit of drawing myself as a bulldog with a bunch of curly hair on its head.

One more thing...
This picture? Yeah, full of win.

Current Mood: contemplative

Ray And Bob--Iris.

12/7/08 03:57 am

I couldn't sleep, and my wi-fi was tenuous, so I didn't want to disappoint anyone by disappearing into Godknowswhere. Have a little thing I wrote to make myself sleep and stop puking.

[:::][:::][:::]

Your heartbeat comes softly, faintly to me, like the distant throbbing of a snare drum. Your chest barely moves when you sleep, did you know that? The way your hair always falls across your nose...and you wonder why you snore.

You're so beautiful when you sleep. You make me wish...ah, but who am I kidding. Wishing never did anyone the justice of being with you, owning a small part of your heart. If it did, though, I'd like the piece right next to your guitar. Maybe sandwiched between your Gibson and your Gamecube, somewhere above your love of the band?

I'm rambling again. I can't help it though. I'll say I'm sorry now, whisper it into your hair so you'll remember by osmosis. Or maybe not.

I don't honestly know.

I know this though. These moments I steal...fuck, they won't last long. We're all getting married, all growing up and having kids. Even I get stiff sometimes, playing out there under the lights.

You know. You always knew. You're older than me, of course you would know better than me. But...the nights where you would stay up with me, hold that ice pack against my face until I felt like my lip was going to fall off or something. Made me think of something else...I don't even know what.

Some other kind of marriage. Some crazy idea of adopting kids.

I'll whisper another sorry for that one. I'm just strange sometimes.

But you know that too.

You know about...well, nearly everything. You're so much smarter than me, you've gotten us through so much.

But you don't know about one thing. And if I have my way, you never will. See, there's a limit to your patience. I don't want to test that. I'd ruin our friendship before it's time.

Just stay sleeping a little longer. I see, even now, your throat works a little, the way it does when you start to wake up. You scrape a hand down your face, and I wonder a little what your skin feels like.

You open your eyes. I can already hear your voice, quiet and scruffy from sleep, asking me what I'm doing, kneeling beside your bed like I'm throwing prayers up to...Someone.

But your eyes fall closed again just as quickly. You're exhausted. I am too, but I'll wait just a little longer. Until you're asleep, deep asleep, and then I'll whisper what I really think, what I really want, in vain hope that you'll wake up, and in paralyzing fear that you'll wake up.

I'm a liar, and a fake. But at least this way...I can be honest for once.

Anyone who guesses why it's called Iris gets...uh, I dunno. A banner for their story/bandom.

Current Mood: wasting away...
Current Music: Green Fields of France--Dropkick Murphys
Tags:
bob, iris, ray, sleep

November 16th, 2008

STOLEN FROM TIKKY WHILE I WAS CROSSPOSTING BITCHES AHAHAHAHA THIS IS THE LONGEST SUBJECT LINE EVAR.

11/16/08 08:47 pm

WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother's & father's middle names)
Ann Edward.
That doesn't even sound cool :C

NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother's dad, father's dad )
Francis Raymond
OH LAWD

STAR WARS NAME: (the first 2 letters of your last name, first 4 letters of your first name)
Fither
WTF!?

DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color, fav animal)
Green Bull
...ahahahaaa!

SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you live)
Mary Uxbridge
HEELLLLL NO

SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav alcoholic drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
The Red Smirnoff
Does that count as a drink? It's already made...

FLY NAME: (first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)
Thnn
THAT'S ILLOGICAL DAMMIT. NO NOUNS=NO NAME UNLESS I'M IN FUCKING AFRICA

GANGSTA NAME: (fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie):
Black Raspberry Chip
Should gansta's be edible? O_o

PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on)
Sunshine Park Terrace
I STILL SOUND LIKE A ROAD. WTF

November 9th, 2008

This shite is useless...

11/9/08 08:27 pm

( stolen, thankyouverymuch )

November 5th, 2008

Keesha/RIP.

11/5/08 03:59 pm

Keesha.

A dog so loyal, so special and beautiful, she deserves a Goddamn memorial in that useless Town Common Uxbridge has.

I remember when we got her. The neighbors across the street at the time had a massive Doberman, and Mom was worried that the thing might try to eat us (I was around eight or seven). So she decided to get a dog that would roam around outside with us kids while we played, so in case the Doberman got loose (again) and tried to attack us, our dog would get eaten instead.

The Doberman never attacked, and when he got out, we would sit around in the street and pet him. His name was Bruin, and he wasn't happy with his accommodations. Crammed into a glorified cage with a stupid white German Shepherd, and taken care of by the ULTIMATE in yuppie douchebags.

Keesha lived a long life, even though she was bought with the intent of "them or the dog". She took care of all of us when we were little; making sure our tricycles never ventured past Grandma's mailbox, and barking with dutiful ferocity at any teenagers, cars, or other dogs that ventured up the Ol' Dead End.

She was a dog to end all others, and I miss her like you wouldn't believe. I helped bury her...but it's not her in there. And I can't help but feel that this is my fault. I grew distant with her towards the end, sort of like how I was with my Grandma. And now that it's over, I wish I could go back. I wish I had taken better care of her; brushed and walked her when I was supposed to, fed her and talked with her and played fetch with her more...

Keesha, I'm Sorry And I'll Always Miss You.

11/04/2008

Current Mood: depressed

October 31st, 2008

Halloween Pictures! [Post Them Here, Okays?]

10/31/08 03:19 pm

Eh, sorry. Toki seems to have briefly stolen my body--anyway!

So yeah.--> First picture. More to follow. Will is my ghey lover. Any questions?

October 26th, 2008

Twatlight And The Pit Of Endless Meyering...

10/26/08 02:49 am

So what the fucking fuck. My Friends Page is somehow magically flooded with Twitard fanfiction.

How charming.

My little bastard brother must have an addiction. Even though I'm the bastard child of the family...

Fucking hate life right now, Twatlight is one of the easiest things to pick on. I can't draw worth fuck, I got church at some point today, my job sucks, I'm fucking starving at three a.m., my dog is dead...God, this sounds like a country song.

All I need is my wife to cheat on me and to lose my pickup truck. I'm gonna' go outside now, and see if I can bum a beer off a random hobo. People know me well around here.

OH YEAH. And the fucking moving thing that I split my arm open for? We got ONE bad offer on the old house, and since my mom is a fucking God-obsessed retarded cow...so now we're moving BACK and selling the house we're in right now, which is my grandma's house. Well, was. She's dead now. She died in May.

Got a fuckin' Tripp Parade coat and Jareth action figure. Saw that they have a full Joker costume at Hot Topic...geh. Go to bed, all of you.

I AM SORRY I HURT EVERYONE I MEET EVENTUALLY. I'm sorry I haven't been on Tik...God, I'm sorry you even talk to me, because all I do is wreck your fucking mind. Sorry.

JOHN LOVE. I'm sorry I acted like that to you, it was ruthless and uncalled for. I apologize.

FUCKING JOSHUA. You still hate me, dontcha'? Y' can't love my brother and love me too...

I HAVE NO FUCKING TALENT AND I'M GOING TO BED SO FUCK DAMN EVERYTHING GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. I might want to die if being dead wasn't so fucking boring/cliche.

Current Location: Home
Current Mood: cold
Current Music: fucking Smashing Pumpkins bitch
Tags:
fucking parents

October 23rd, 2008

My Parents Are Fucking Douchebags.

10/23/08 11:49 pm

So I just found out today that tomorrow morning at nine fucking o' clock, my parents are putting my dog to sleep. Oh, and I'm not allowed to come. What the flying fuck? The dog is mine, okay? I bought her with my own fucking money, saved up for two Goddamned years for her, she was a puppy--fucking loved and took care of her, and now I can't even be with her when she dies. Fuck you parents. Just...fuck you.

Current Mood: angry

October 21st, 2008

DANCING WITH THE STARS

10/21/08 02:37 am

AHA. SUCKS TO BE YOUUUUUU LANCE BASS. SUCKS. TO. BE. YOU. XD