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I would put myself in a relationship with a certain boy, or at least have him know that I exist. That's all. And I would like to drive. |
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From the day that I first set eyes on him, I have been hopelessly in love with Spike, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. While most girls find the likes of Edward Cullen attractive, I prefer my vampires with washboard abs, and the face of a real Adonis: James fucking Marsters. Plus, I think that out of any of the characters on the show, Spike is one of the most interesting, with a complicated past and an intricate personalities ever. He comes so far from the first season, when we're first introduced to him, from those last few words which he tells Buffy in the series finale. Everything about him is just... perfect. I love him, and I don't think I'll ever be able to settle for anyone less than him, or someone just like him. Is that weird?
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Story One: Rosalind and Samuel - vampires. Under The Gun – The Killers Rose couldn’t stand it anymore. She was tired of pretending like she didn’t care, tired of pretending like she had some meaning in her life. She didn’t. Rose had absolutely nothing to do with her life anymore, not since her heart had stopped beating. Not since he’d killed her, not since they’d decided to be together for eternity. Sam wanted her to stay, needed her to stay. He loved her more than he had ever loved anyone else, and they’d gone through so much. After so much together, how could she just leave him? How could she just want to disappear like that, how could she just die? Especially when they had so much more time to live, when that was all he wanted to do? All he wanted was her and to live. She didn’t want him, and she didn’t want to live. He wasn’t sure which hurt more. The fact that she was going to kill herself, or find someone else to do it, or that she didn’t want to love him anymore. “You can kill me now.” |
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I made a clean getaway. And I miss you. Love finds you, right? |
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It's 3:03 in the morning on the West Coast. I don't want to be here anymore. I want to be a baker and an author and a journalist. It's 3:05 in the morning. Shut down.
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Put your music player on shuffle and get the first few lines of each (25) songs. Have your friends guess what the songs are. :) 1] I'm thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images, and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned. 2] Before I could ever let you go, gonna beg until I drive you mad. 3] It's all the treasures that shine in the street, as we drive right over them. 4] Da-da-da-da-da (2x); I was thinking to myself when you passed me by, "here's what I like". 5] So what's that saying again, "they're only words, and words can't kill me"? 6] Keep our money makin', gotta save it for a rainy day. 7] And when I see you, I really see you upside-down. 8] Girlfriend, now. I have a girlfriend now! No way, no how, I get a girlfriend now? 9] One song, about a girl. Can't breathe when she's around. 10] Exploding international, the scenes, the sounds. 11] When there's no where else to run, is there room for one more song. 12] Well I took a walk around the world to easy my troubled mind. 13] When we were talking together, I said what's up with this weather? 14] HERE WE GO! The tide rolls by, and I wonder why, I felt inclined to try. 15] Dancing where the stars go blue. 16] Hey, the world is ending, don't you even know? 17] She woke from a dream, her head was on fire. Why was he so nervous? 18] Facetiously fiction when Albright was bitten when kissing the girl of his dreams on the lips. 19] When I watch you, wanna do you, right where your standing. 20] There is no world wrapping me up, I've got a view from the valley. 21] There's blood in my mouth, 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week. 22] So so so scandalous! 23] I watch the proverbial sunrise, coming up over the pacific end. 24] I never had to say goodbye, you must've known I wouldn't stay. 25] Maybe when the room is empty, maybe when the bottles full, maybe when the door gets broke down, love can begin.
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Good morning darling, I've been waiting for you. Good morning darling, Oh, don't you go running too. Sure, we may not fit like puzzle pieces, In a thousand piece jigsaw. And sure we might not get together Like the wizard and the wand! But whenever I sit outside your door, I'm not really sure But whenever I sit outside your door, Lovin' me, lovin' you, This song was written by me, for my character Blaire Hansen on JACFC (Just Another Chocolate Frog Card), and about how she loves Zander Sterling (copyright to Cell/Linsey Loader), who is a germ-o-phobe cute boy. And he doesn't love her baaaaaack. D: |
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You're always so straightforward with your songs. Albeit the fact that many of them have deeper meanings than a lot of us listeners can tell the first few times around, you've always been that artist that I connect with easier because of the fact that you're... you. If you weren't you, if you didn't have the things going on in your life that you do, and if you didn't have the qualms and problems that you have, I still know that you'd always be that musician that I would've connected with the most. I feel like you know me better than most people... and you've got no idea I exist. Love always, |
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A story about a time. A story about a place. A story about the people. But above all, a story about love. The greatest thing you will ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return.
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I’ve got no scapegoat I’ve got no lover I’ve got no friends Ain’t got no mother I’m stuck in this world I’m totally alone I don’t mind though (Start: Chorus) I watch youtube videos (Chorus) I’ve got a pair of knock knees (Chorus) I don't know where this came from? I just sort of felt like writing something. So I wrote it. |
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When I was thinking of somebody. No matter how many times I tuck you in (Start: Chorus) You’re stuck and you’re stung (Chorus) I guess I’ll just hang around The chorus is cheesy as fuck and will be re-done when I can think of something less cheesy as fuck. |
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I blow out the candle, and the smoke which takes the place of the flames stings my nose as I take in a deep breath. It’s nothing like nicotine, but it helps take my mind of things for a few minutes. I wonder what will happen to me in the next few days, what I’m still doing up. I promised myself ten o’ clock; it’s now three in the morning. I haven’t said a word for hours, but it’s the way I like it. My throat feels dead, the beginning of what I can imagine is strep throat setting into the pores of my body, while hunger tolls my stomach. I feel horrible. I want nothing more than to hold you right now, or to be where we were Friday night, sitting with our elbows touching, my head on your shoulder, as I listened to your problems. I wish you told me all of your problems. I want to help you. I’m too afraid to tell you that I’ll always be there. I told him, but he doesn’t matter to me like you do. I want you to interlace your fingers with mine. I want him to stop talking to me, because I’m no longer interested. I want to be done with this. I want to grow up already, I want to tell you how I feel about this whole situation. I want to just stand up and kiss you and tell you how perfect you are, and how you don’t deserve to be treated like that, how you don’t deserve to be hurt. I want to tell you that I know how you feel and that I want you to be happy. But I can’t, because I’m not like that. I do not take chances, and I don’t tell people I love them. I don’t even know what love is. I don’t love you. |
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I love that song. "Total Eclipse of The Heart", by Bonnie Tyler. It's got to be one of my favorites.. ever. I honestly don't know what I'm posting this about. I just wanted to say... I don't know. I'm happy. I haven't been really happy in awhile. I've been sincerely happy since this summer. Sure, I've got my bad days, weeks. But now I've got this truly magical feeling going on. I don't need anyone but myself to feel this way, and you've got no clue how great it feels. But my point has nothing to do with that. Over the last five years, I haven't been happy. I lost it, and I know why. But I'm finally happy again. It's the best feeling in the entire world.
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This is an AIM conversation 2 characters of mine had on a roleplay site I'm on, Andraste. It basically made me cry. me = amityhorrorshow amityhorrorshow (7:21:54 PM): i decided i'm not mad at you anymore
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I've had the best fucking night ever. Well, it's in the top like, 10. And it's honestly hard to get in there. A night of Rock Band, Easton, sarcasm, jokes, and "Futbal Americano" (and videos of Pearl being raped by me and Michelle), it was so definitely worth it. I am so glad I went. I wish I could've stayed longer, but it would've been fail without Pearl. Plus I cannot stop listening to The Offspring. Which is A-Okay with me. I don't really know what I want to say.
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I've been listening to "Flightless Bird, American Mouth" by Iron & Wine since I got home from school. It's in the prom scene of Twilight. I'm in love with it right now, just like I am that movie. Holy shit. Just thinking about this makes me feel so lonely, you have no clue. I don't really think anyone reads these things, but whatever. I'm always in a weird mood, like I was telling Rachel earlier. But this is one of those... sadder moods. I guess it's because I'm getting over some drama with Pearl. I'm really glad that's all cleared up, I was so scared. I couldn't stand to lose her, and she's just so... she's always there. Always, even if she doesn't listen half the time. She's that one person who'll stand by whenever I need her just because she can and because I want her to, even if she doesn't know that. But she will. I love her so much for it. I wish she trusted me like I do her, because I know that I'd be the best friend I could possibly be. I wish she would understand that opening up doesn't necessarily mean getting hurt; that it just means letting yourself be open to the fact. I wish she would. I would never let anyone or anything hurt her, and if I did, well I'd pull out my whoop-ass can. Ask Kailiegh, I pull out on mad can. Anyway. This song is making me wish I had a boyfriend. And we all know Renee, she can't just have a boyfriend, she's got to have mother freaking Easton or whoever her crush of the week is. Why the hell am I so confusing? I don't really care, honestly, it's just the fact that I don't want this for myself. I just want to be able to say, "good morning Easton" talk about his drive to school or his morning like we do most days, and then say, "oh, by the way, I like you and have for awhile." But at the same time, I know that I don't like him that much. It's more or less the idea of him. Because I'm afraid. I'm always, always, so afraid. I can't wait for the day I'm not. But the day I'm not will be the day I say something - and that won't be happening anytime soon, I assure you.
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I'm definitely more like Jo. She's got that fiery side to her that Amy didn't have; sure, Amy could whine a bit and get whatever she wanted by someone giving to her her, but Jo went out there and got what she wanted. And she also only wanted what she needed, and was sure to make sure that she got it. Amy just wanted everything she wasn't supposed to have. There's one crazy gap in between the girls, even though they're sisters. If there was going to be a catfight, Jo would in, no doubt. :)
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Five pounds can do a lot to a person. I'm going to stop eating bagels in the morning. No more breads. I'll eat celery and honey and peanut butter in the mornings. And at lunch I'll bring an orange or an apple. I'm pissed. I'm so mad at myself. I wish I had someone else's.
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Just a test for now, with some example icons that'll be in my first icon post.
DOES IT WORK?
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Yeah. Like, so tired, it hurts. I can see the bags under my eyes. I have no idea why I'm so tired. About to work on my first set of icons. :)
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