100g_monophobic @ 2005-08-08T13:34:00

2005-08-08T20:38:00Z

Dear Tasha Martin and others thsi applies to.

Its cool.
you can be a bitch
and you can call me a slut
you can hate me for something stupid
and you can give me dirty looks.
do as you please, its your life and i wont dare tell you how to live it.
but know im not going to be a part of your dumb game.
thats why there isnt going to be any comments on this

get mad
be a bitch
apologize
get mad
be a bitch
apologize
get mad
be a bitch
apologize

im sick of the rutien.
pushing people away every time you get pissed off, dont expectt them to always come back.
and if being rude and mean to me make you feel big and bad, then i guess you need that.
but know that it doesnt bother me and it doesnt hurt my feelings, so its a waste.

try being civel?

My Comments

She should have spelled slut: sluy.
It would've been funnier.
Do you think she questions why people get mad at her?
I mean, this whole: "be a bitch, apologize, blaha bkajsdf" is funny.
Tasha doesn't 'push' people away unless she has a good reason too.
and I really dont think she wants Karlie back.

Post Your Comments in Response to Karlie's Post Here!!!

Lets here what people have to say.
Since she doesn't want to.
(smile)

so lost lost lost.

2005-05-23T04:01:37Z

staring at a ghost across a table set for two,
this is the last call before the credits roll.
the charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol.
it's so seductive.
filtered through tobacco haze.
it's so fucking intoxicating,
the way they glimmer through the grain and make dysfunction such a fashion.
jimmy stewart suicidal sex appeal.
the alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic.
stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline,
making james dean speeches to an empty room.
audrey left some lipstick on her cigarette in the ashtray
with a note scrawled on a napkin saying "this is glamour".
this is where hollywood cues the delusion
that everything looked this blue through sinatra's eyes.
what america needs is another worthwhile overdose.
celestial bodies constructed on set,
destined to explode in the headlines.
another dry martini and a methamphetmaine.
godspeed norma jean, i hope you saved us one last sleeping pill play it again
for me.
the tragedy of a track marked beauty queen.
the starlet in the magazine.
she looks all right to me.
she looks so good to me.
but there's somthing in the way she moves, like i want to.
make me want you.
tonight i feel like fame, dreary and estranged.
i'd scratch through glass not to be without you.
(without you) there's a whole lotta shakin' going on.

Bst lvjrnl ntry evr wrten

2005-05-20T05:24:36Z

LETS TALK.
AND WE'LL FILL THE AIR!
WITH IMAGERY THAT LAST FOREVER!
SO THIS IS lOVE?!
WELL THATS A LOVELY THOUGHT!
YOU HAVE TO CARE FOR IT TO KEEP IT TOGETHER!

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MY BABY IS HOME ON HER NIGHT OFF!

sarcasm was always better.
You were better off.
better off.
better off.
hhaha.
Let's sing.
sing.
sing.
hahahaha
IF SHE ONLY KNEW!
IF SHE ONLY KNEW!
BUT SHE DOES KNOW!
wait wait wait.
does she!?
oh oh oh no.
Lets get it together girl.
You know how to play together.
My mind,
my mind is made up.
about. about. about.
you and her.
you and her.
you and her.
YOU A(asdfjkaskldjfkj)ND HER!

Love was spelled.
spelled.
spelled.

y.
o.
u.

when I was in preschool.

Why did god make man,
if in the end he was only to destroy it?

(I am going to keep editing this with everything that pops in my head tonight,
because I am THAT fucking crazy)

&7777&&&&7&&77&7&&&7&77&&&&77&&&
Come on.
Cool it, baby.

fuck.
fucfdadffuckkkkkkk.
fuclckc.
dfjcuckcfuck.fda.
duck.f.
sucasdfk.
duck and suck and fuckasdf.
YUCK!

fuck

and I wouldn't act like such an asshole all the time.

2005-05-17T03:40:50Z

I'm making a post.
to all my best friends.
Including a picture I made for them,
and with the bright eyes song lyrics that remind me of them.
I love you all.
dont forget.
(ps - tasha doesn't get one of here,
She already got hers :])

This to me first off:

There's a voice on the phone
telling what had happened,
some kind of confusion
more like a disaster.
And it wondered how you were left unaffected,
but you had no knowledge.
No, the chemicals covered you.
So a jury was formed
as more liquor was poured.
No need for conviction,
they're not thirsting for justice.
But I slept with the lies I keep inside my head.
I found out I was guilty.
I found out I was guilty.
But I won't be around for the sentencing,
cause I'm leaving
on the next airplane.
And though I know that my actions are impossible to justify
they seem adequate to fill up my time.
But if I could talk to myself
like I was someone else,
well then maybe I could take your advice,
and I wouldn't act like such an asshole all the time.

There's a film on the wall,
makes the people look small
who are sitting beside it,
all consumed in the drama.
They must return to their lives once the hero has died.
They will drive to the office
stopping somewhere for coffee,
where the folk singers, poets and playwrights convene,
dispensing their wisdom,
Oh dear amateur orators.

They will detail their pain
In some standard refrain.
They will recite their sadness
Like it's some kind of contest.
Well, if it is, I think I am winning it,
All beaming with confidence
as I make my final lap.
The gold medal gleams
so hang it around my neck
cause I am deserving it:
the champion of idiots.

But a kid carries his walkman on that long bus ride to Omaha.
I know a girl who cries when she practices violin.
Cause each note sounds so pure, it just cuts into her,
and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes.
Now to me, everything else, it just sounds like a lie.

-------------

This is the first day of my life
Swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed
They’re spreading blankets on the beach

Yours was the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
I don’t know where I am, I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

So I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever, I especially am slow
But I realized how I need you
And I wondered if I could come home

I remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed
You felt as if you just woke up

And you said, this is the first day of my life
Glad I didn’t die before I met you
Now I don’t care, I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy

So if you wanna be with me
With these things there’s no telling, we’ll just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery

Besides maybe this time it’s different
I mean, I really think you like me

--------------------

Lovers turn into monsters at the loss of all affection
Almost like it was the affection that kept them from being monsters
And I could have used some warning
I was on that porch all morning
Smoking cigarettes and sinking deeper into doubt

Could it be I am mistaken, have I stolen somebody’s baby?
Is it possible for two people to need the same thing?

It's just the lines, they get so blurry
Between what is once, and now required
And I don't know on which side his heart falls
But I know where mine is buried
And it's so far from any wanting
Yeah, it needs this to keep beating
It won't go on without it

If I'm still weighed down with subtleties
Then I'll just come right out and say
That I think that I deserve her
More than anyone deserves anything
Maybe I am selfish, but there is no way to share this
There’s not enough to go around, I don’t care who else gets hurt

But I’m still sick with empathy because I was stood in his place
I spent a year quietly dying while he let go and ignored her
And I’m sure that there are reasons for everything that happens
And absence leads to adoration, yeah it’s nobody’s fault

But now there is no way to change this
So I just photographed and framed it
And it’s hanging in a hallway
That we have no right to walk back down

But I hope that he feels better but I’m sick of all the drama
I can’t stand to see her crying, I just want this shit to end
And I want a place to hang out where record players play out
And there’s a thousand movies rented for a thousand nights with her

------------------

Depression sets in again
I know how that goes
Nothing seems to work out anymore
And you hurt so much
Feel so helpless
Want to crawl into a hole somewhere
And just give up
And just give up
And just give up,
But I can’t let you
Because you never let me
Let me
You never let me
You never let me

And you say your life is useless
And you say this is all meaningless
But I, I know that that is just bullshit
Because you will not give up
Because you will not give up
Give up
Because the moment that you do,
I would give up too
That’s what I’d do
That’s what I’d do

And it’s not easy when this happens
Fighting something, that you can’t see by

Don’t you worry cuz I’ll get in there
And take some hits for you
I’ll take some hits for you
I’ll take them all for you
I’ll take them all for you
No more limits
No more limits

Take them
Take them
Take them all for
And I know your life’s not useless
And if there’s some way, I’d prove it
When the lava comes
I swear, I’ll block it
It will not touch you
It will not touch you
Touch you

And if the lava monster came,
I would block it’s flame from hurting you
From hurting you

He will not hurt you
Will not hurt you
Will not touch you

---------------------

last saturday i stood in your entry way
that place where we used to wait
for cars to carry us away
like once in this storm, they drove me and justin home
the music was just being born
it was all i was longing for

now im on a plane
off singin my songs again, oh please dont think ill of it
cause its the reason i exists
but you, youre the crutch of a cripple
you're the calm of a conscience
you're the peace that i have found
when all these voices talk too loud you are quietly reassuring me
With the hands of a healer
And the tongue of a teacher
its your voice that I have known
To be the first one on the phone
Yeah, you ran all the lights to the hospital

So don't you say to me
That life's a trap
The future is nothing but a tragedy
'Cos I'll be out of that window
Yeah, I'll start wishing to die again
Just say we're not walking backwards, kid
And show me to the door
And I'll walk behind
Out into the hot sunlight
Where the world's very much alive
Even when I close my eyes

Well, should I admit
That my promise is counterfeit
That I'm careless and childish
And that's all I can hope to be
And would you concede
That I think only of myself
I refuse everybody's help
Who has been reaching out for me
Well, you reach with the soul of a sailor
And the swing of a miner
You have cleared the rock away
Leaving gold there in its place
And it is more than anyone could claim
Oh, with the sense of a banker
And with the touch of a tailor
You saved this life for me
And you have sown it to beauty
And I am grateful now and I will always be

So would you sing with me
The song is all I know
Some truths are told now only in a melody
So I've been writing a new one
Yeah, I've been taking my time with it
It's gonna be so perfect
It's gonna hold all of us inside of it
You will see
If you just add your harmony
I think it would be complete
And be worthy of singing
Becomes a symphony

Yeah, you're the cool of the water
You're the start of the summer
Keep me still like a anchor
In a storm you're the cellar
When I'm heavy with worry make me light as a feather
When I'm deafened by anger you're the song I remember
With the grace of a dancer and the strength of a pillar
When I'm starving to suffer you just fill me with laughter
You're a poet
And a saint
You are the only one I choose to imitate
Oh, like the love of a father through the eye of a camera
It's this picture I have seen
We're on a sloping hill of green
And you are walking there beside me

-------------

(I'm finishing the rest of everyone's tomorrow.
Be patient... this takes me awhile to find the perfect lyrics)

<3 Allyson.

I feel very lonely lately.
I miss all my friends.
Even though I saw them like 3 days ago.
I want everyone to be happy,
together.
you know.

I miss you.
I miss that scent.
I feel pathetic.
Things will get better, Allyson.
Chin up, remember?

Things are falling apart.
fast.
someone put them back together.
Make me better again.
please.
someone.
anyone.

Allaina - I miss you so much.

When you wake up with your family gathered around.

100g_monophobic @ 2005-08-08T13:34:00

so lost lost lost.

Bst lvjrnl ntry evr wrten

and I wouldn't act like such an asshole all the time.

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