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| wow... haven't wrote in this thing in a while.
nothing new to write.. same old stuff.. hanging out with my love and either sleeping, playing my drums, or sitting my ass on the couch when i'm not with her.
today is our 8 months i love you alysha!
...and that's about it. | | |
| people really bother me...
but i most likely bother a lot of people also, so we're even, right? | | |
| <----- awww.. look at my cute doggy!
yesterday morning, alysha came to my house to drop off Bam on her way to work. then i played with him for a little bit, took a shower, watched tv.... then got chinese for dinner and had my dad drop me off at alysha's and i spent the night. i was doing this wicked awesome word search thing but then she took it away from me. stupid bitch.  hmm.. so then we were looking at stupid halloween costumes so she can be cool at work but that got boring so i layed down in her room... hmm hmmm hmmm... then we went to sleep... woke up and watched tv then we kicked brett's ass in hockey (haha) and then she got her, brett matthew sir, and me domino's for lunch. then she hadda go to work so i had to leave. i came home and played with my puppies, watched tv... then my mom and i gave the puppies a bath and i got pictures of them in the tub hehehe then i went outside and played with them and took more pics of them... now i just need to wait for that god damn cd to get here so i can get the fricked pics from my phone onto my comp... then ben, scott, and tom came over and we were talking for a little bit while ben was running around with the puppies, then lizbeth, loral, and lenelle came over. hmmmm... then i ate dinner, and now i'm sitting here. so, i think for right now i'm done updating this because the only person who reads this is alysha and she already knows most of this anyway. | | |
| Dear Diary
Mood: Apathetic
”My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert. It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like “Stab My Heart Because I Love You” and “Rip Apart My Soul” and of course “Stabby Rip Stab Stab” And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either…like that guy from that band can do…some days you know...”
I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming too if you look just like me
I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face
I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs
Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag
I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag
Our dudes look like chicks and chicks look like dykes
Cause emo is one step below transvestite
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
I'm dark and sensitive with low self esteem
The way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sister's mascara now I'm grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun
They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Dye in my hair and polish on my toes
I must be emo
I play guitar and write suicide notes
I must be emo
”My life is just a black abyss... ya know...it's so dark. And it's suffocating me, grabbing a hold of me and tightening its grip, tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans...which look great on me by the way.”
When I get depressed I cut my wrist in every direction
Hearing songs about getting dumped gives me an erection
I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
I tell my friends I bleed black and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth
You can read me “Catcher in the Rye” and watch me jack off
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said that I like girls I'd only be half right
I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw XBox I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like to whine and hate my parentals
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be emo
”My parents don't get me ya know. They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy…well, a couple guys …but still, I mean it's the 2000's, can’t two…or 4 dudes make out with each other without being gay. I mean, chicks dig that kinda thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think you are the only one that gets me…you're my best friend."
hahahahahaha | | |
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