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2006 9 May :: 9.48pm
So. Obligatory end of year post?
Sure. I'll do that. I have to do something to give this year some closure, after all.
I've spent another year at Butler and found that some things never change.
One, I will never ever have enough money. I will be perpetually screwed financially, and the best I can hope for is to survive up to the point where being screwed by Butler is irrelevant in any immediate sense. This is a result of the fact that my parents are changing their legal residence to New Hampshire, where they live. Up until then, we've taken advantage of various military loopholes that allow me to be an in-state student. My senior year I lose at least four thousand dollars in state funding. However, I won't have to register for classes again, and maybe I can save up to help defray that. I won't know until the time comes.
Two. People are the same no matter how old you are or where you find them. Many people are worth talking to, spending time with, even loving. Others are petty, greedy, and generally not worth any of the above. The people I've found are often variations on the same theme. These don't beg for respect. They take it. They simply are to be respected, without any need for them to cry out, "I told you so." I've met a few of these this year. Some people are distractions, but these new friendships... they are the diamond in the ashes, which I take in spite of you.
Some things have changed, though.
One. I'm becoming both more selfish and less self-centered if that makes any sense. I consider what I want instead of what is expected of me. I will not be guilted, manipulated, bullied, or abandoned when another more useful commodity comes along. My autonomy is coming along a bit. However, with this growing freedom is coming the realization that I don't have to need people to be around them. I don't have to be using them as a means to any end. It's okay for me to value the company of another person. It's safe to value the needs of others if I keep my head about me and remain conscious that their needs are not my needs. I don't need to mortgage my identity to anyone else to be relevant, but I can lend the identity I've chosen to the causes I value. The distinction may seem small, but it's a step in the right direction.
Two. Summer vacation isn't looming on the horizon as a three-months span in which life simply.... stops. I can spend that time with a young man I love very much, knowing that he loves me and is glad to have me around. I can go to my parents' house just long enough to see my cat. I can go to India. I can go to Ohio and get a job so that I can stay with Brian. Small sacrifices in order to gain everything worth working for.
Three. As I become more expressive of healthy emotion, I'm learning the difference between what's helpful and what isn't. I'm becoming a little easier to be around, very slowly and very gradually... but I'm getting there. I figure it's the least I can do for the people who stayed. They deserve that at least. The others? Let them remember me as they wish. I do not regret anything I have done. I was not unjustified in my scorn or dismissals all these years. I still have not been proven wrong. I simply intend to treat the people who love me with more gentleness than I've previously been capable of.
How are those for some changes? I am the same as I was, but greater in many ways. I will make different choices in the future than I have in the past, but the past is still there where it always was. I do not regret a moment of it.
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2006 30 April :: 2.34am
Blue Roses!
For my own record, but I really thought someone else might think this is nifty, too.
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2006 28 April :: 6.16pm
You know what?
I've been away for a very long time, and now that I've come back, the things that were bothering me seem to have gotten a bit better.
The people I'm watching are writing entries that are more specific. They were always personal, but people are actually saying what's going on now instead of merely telling me why everything is pain and suffering when you're fourteen years old and damn doesn't it suck.
The grammar's gotten better. Even in journals I'm not watching. People are using English, and it gives me hope for the internet.
I'll still be on livejournal, but for those of you I used to know: I may be around more, trying to get to know you again.
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2006 28 April :: 6.16pm
New GM Struggles with Existing Paradigms!
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2006 28 April :: 6.12pm
An update some few of you will be able to understand.
I just had an odd request from a high school speech friend of mine. I said hi and the first thing he did was ask me for the whereabouts of Caleb. Now, I realize that in high school I was the only one who knew half the time where the boy was or why. I realize that I stuck by him for nearly two years even though that junkie wasn't exactly the best thing to have in my life. He didn't have anyone else, because no one else would have been able to handle being with him. No one else deserved it, so I stayed instead and everyone knew it.
But two years after the fact... apparently people still expect it to be true. Joe seemed... sad that he hadn't spoken to Caleb in two years, and that he'd never probably see him again. I told Joe that I cut ties with him after graduation. This was largely due to certain actions on Caleb's part after graduation that really don't need to be hashed over again.
It's just strange to have that reminder again. Even weirder is that it comes after a very.... odd dream that I had last night. Something about Caleb and a non-descript friend of his waiting for me in a men's room to rape me. Then I tried to get a cop to go with me and he asked me if it could wait because he was taking a break. Odd behavior for a policeman.
Maybe I'll try to think more about what that dream means, especially when you factor in the introduction of the topic into a totally unrelated conversation. I'm either superstitious, fatalistic, or simply don't believe in coincedence. However you want to see it, this is strange to me.
If nothing else, it reminds me of how much better off I am now than I was in high school. I don't regret anything that I did. I don't regret the (arguably undeserved) devotion to someone like Caleb. I forget who explained it to me this way, but she was right when she told me, "You're the most important person in his life. I just don't think that you're the most important thing." For a while that was enough. It never will be enough again, though. I had never been with anyone who told me I was beautiful without the obvious motive of squirming his way into my pants, or anyone who sincerely told me that he loved me. Most of the boys I've known have loved me the way a smoker loves nicotine gum. A pale substitute for what they really want, but for now it's better than what they've lost.
I won't say that they didn't have their reasons. Caleb's first love died of a drug overdose. He watched her die. Link...well, there was Tara. I shouldn't have to explain it that much further. I can't blame them, but I can say that I'll never sacrifice myself to people like them again.
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2006 27 April :: 5.38pm
:: Mood: Homeworkee
:: Music: Him - Sigillum Diaboli
Naomi's Party..
Happened.
And it was better than you.
Kthnx.
<3
"Sorry, I have a boyfriend."
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2006 26 April :: 12.14am
:: Mood: Turbo clean!
:: Music: Don't Close Your Heart - HIM
OMFGEEEEEEEEE
HAPPY
SWEET
SIXTEEN
KIMBERLY
JADE.
<3
<3
<3
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I love you and I'm SO GLAD that we had lockers next to each other in 7th grade.
XDDDd
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2006 25 April :: 10.55pm
:: Mood: basldj
:: Music: HIM - Beyond Redemption
Insta-karma
Alright. So today was probably the most convincing case of insta-karma I've ever seen. I'll tell you the whooole story.
So. Naomi, Amanda, and I were the SOOPER HUNGRY. So much so, we resorted to common theivery. I did, anyways, and I'll admit that it was solely my fault. Because I did it. And I know I did it. And everyone knows I did it.
So.
I did it.
GET IT?
Anyways. I went into darling Kristen's bag while she was at the soda machine and stole her sandwich. We walked right by her and I'm pretty sure he friends told her that we stole her sandwich 'cause she came after us like.. a minute or two after. But it was already gone by then.
And she was really mad.
I mean really mad.
I didn't think she'd get so angry.
But she did.
And. It was bad.
She didn't hit me or anything, she just yelled at us and flicked us off while she walked away. We giggled, but.. she was HONESTLY mad.
Right after that, I sat down and got gum in my hair.
._____.
We had to cut it out with a key 'cause I didn't want to go to the clinic or tromp to my next class with it. So. Yeah.
Anyways, I just check my myspace ( 'cause I'm ghey <3 ) and this is the comment she left me:
I am very mad at you.
That was my only sandwich.
And you took it.
Which is.. not right.
Thats stealing?
I should tell Mrs. Graw...
But I wont.
Because I'm not a bitch unlike someone who goes through
other peoples backpack and steals their food for
the day..
which was supposed till last 7.
bitch.
Alright, one, WHERE was she when I was stealing her sandwich? At the gawdamn vending machines. Perhaps she was just accompanying Jessica, but I'm sure she got something.
Second, there was OTHER FOOD in her bag.
Third, I think she can put up with a little bit of hunger for the last TWO HOURS of the day. Ooh, boo hoo, I'm hungry - SUCK IT UP.
I could understand how I'm pretty bitchy, going through her bag, but that's the only bag I went through. Ever. In my life. And she thinks I don't regret it?
I do.
Kthnx.
And SHE SHOULD TELL MRS. GRAW?
WHAT IS MRS. GRAW GONNA DO?
Throw up Kristen's DAMN SANDWICH?
"MM, YUM, BARF, THANKS MRS. GRAW."
Make me say SORRY?
I've apologized ATLEAST TEN TIMES NOW.
Now that I reread it, I think she meant it was supposed to last until 7.. pm.
Now I feel bad.
I'm sorry again, Kristen, for bitching.
I don't think you read this.. but if you do and now you're flaming 'cause I ranted, uhhh.. I'm sorry.
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~cough~
Anyone who reads this, do not let my petty pish-posh alter or skew your conception of Miss Kristen, because she's is a wonderful, kind girl and what I did is wrong.
I'm not allowed to get angry.
So.
I'll be quiet nao.
After.. I got angry..
~cough~
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2006 17 April :: 4.40pm
:: Mood: Tired, nonchalant
:: Music: Master of Puppets - Metallica
My brothers. Are stupid asses.
Alright.
Well.
They get in the car after school and David had apparentally gotten a referral. I don't know if those of you who go to schools out of Florida ( supposing there are people out of the state of Florida that read this ) have referrals, but basiacally they're worse than detentions and often get you Saturday detentions, so on and so forth.
So David, the middle child ( I'm the eldest ) got a referral from his science teacher because apparentally he's terribly unruly in class. So he spends the whole car ride home denouncing each of his 'crimes' committed in the class, how he "doesn't even have toys" and "the class talks ten times more" than him, so of an so forth.
So we get home and Jeremy, the youngest, says,"Her handwriting is about as crooked as her hip." David does the whole "Ooooh, burn" bit and goes inside. JJ goes to get out of the car and my mom snags him by the collar and yanks him back into his seat - she is simply aflame. "What did you say?!"
Now for all of you who know my mom, this honestly was not a smart thing to say infront of her. My mom has a limp as well for she is missing part of her upper leg and so one leg is shorter than the other. Mrs. Speer - David's Science teacher - limps about as well. I don't know her story, but this comment hit the bees nest right on.
My mother was furious. And now the boys are digging up some large accumulation of plants in the backyard that my mom always wanted to remove.
So there you have it.
Stupid asses.
Sometimes I hate middle schoolers.
Well.. most of the time. o--O;;
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2006 11 April :: 11.15pm
:: Mood: Something.
:: Music: SILENCE. o--o
Well.
Today, Jon and I broke up.
And.
He did the breaking.
And I laughed.
In his face.
Well - at his chest.
XDDDDD
Emily = two thirds of Jon height.
Anyways. That's besides the point.
The fact is I wasn't hurt by it.
So.
I don't know.
I don't know anymore.
All I know is that Keith seems to be dug pretty deeply into my bone marrow, like a skewed pellet or something I can't dig out.
Like.. a splinter.
Or a porcupine quill.. did you know those keep burrowing, even after they're not attached to the spikey?
I'm getting off topic.
What I mean to say is.
Goddammit Keith.
o---o
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2006 2 April :: 3.28am
:: Mood: Most Amused
:: Music: Liberate -- Disturbed
Homfg. My hair's blue and. It's good.
Jade just smacked herself in the face with her own damn boob.
Give her props.
She's amazing.
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2006 19 March :: 8.34pm
:: Mood: Giggly. Arroused. XD
:: Music: MSI - Shut Me Up
Severus/Lucius
On a rainy day in the wizarding world, within the dungeon-like confines of Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Severus - the potions master - leant heavily against his desk. He pinched his sinuses with a quiet groan of dismay. It was amazing how much these children caused him stress. The man held his pale face in his hands, black hair shading him from the din of the room. Atleast classes were over for the day.
The other man was aging handsomly but his noble features were carved in a grimance. His ridiculously long blonde hair was tied back save for the bangs. He was dressed in a black suit. "I suppose you know why I am here" he said in a toneless voice. His eyes were the same color as the grey stormclouds outside.
Severus started some at the sound of the cold voice. He frowned a bit himself, standing up from his desk. "Lucius," he said quietly, more to reassure himself as to who it was. "I can't say that I know why you're here," he answered, letting his arms fall to his sides.
"I'll get to the point then" the figure in the black suit looked like a man who had nothing to lose. And he diddn't he was as thin as a pole. "I don't have much time..I'm here about the promise you supposedly made to my wife" he said codly stepping foward towards the man who had always been somehow associated with his life. His co worker his friend and once..his lover. "And I want to know if you aim to keep it".
Severus rose his eyebrows some. Promise to Narcissa, promise to Narcissa.. The pale man racked his brain in an attempt to remember what this was. Maybe it was a bad thing? Snape's arms snaked together to cross over his chest, his gaze locked on Lucius's steely stare. "Don't think me a fool, Lucius, but.. what promise do you speak of?" A flash of a past promise dare blind Severus for a moment, the memory of looking up at a younger Lucius, blond hair mussed from just moments before. Severus blinked it away, quietly wishing to muss that pretty blond hair again.
"The promise you made to protect my son of coarse" said Lucius looking away for a breif moment "When you were made his Godfather" he closed his eyes for a minuite "Severus..you have not been keeping your promises on both sides..I know where you alleigences lie..i could never turn you in..but if you intend to endanger us" he said raising his eyebrow "Then stay away from my son".
Severus masked his surprised with scary ease. "I've kept him under my wing since birth," he said coolly, matching Lucius' sobriety. "It has never been my plan nor goal to endanger one member of your family." Snape took a quick glance at over Lucius before locking eyes with him again. "How has it seemed as though I haven't been keeping my promise..?"
"By continuing to keep a foot in both worlds" said Lucius his voice was calm his eyes furious. "Don't lie to me..You know you can't." his voice wavered "At least I thougth you never could". he grasped his cane impusivly as if wanting to have someone to keep his temper under control. His temper and his growing lust.
"Perhaps you underestimate me," Severus said lowly, his head cocking to the side slowly. Noir hair brushed over his shoulder, his eyes narrowed a bit. The fire in Lucius' eyes sent a pang of excitement through Snape - he remembered that fire. "Are you going to be alright, Lucius?" Severus quirked a brow, glancing towards the man's hand on the cane. He was sure if Lucius wasn't wearing gloves, his knuckles would be white.
"Oh...bullshitwith the formalities and secrets..You frusterate me so" said Lucius bitterly almost backing off. "And yet.." His eyes seemed to say.
Severus took a slight step forward, smirking slightly, righting the position of his head once more. "And yet what," he said lightly, sounding like he was just toying with poor Lucius.
Lucius' expression looked like a cross between scared, happy, and totally furious. "Stay out of my head Snape" "Snape" He never called him that except when..
Severus' smirk widened into a grin, a white, odd grin. He chuckled as well, advancing a couple more steps, his arms falling from the protective hold against his chest.
Lucius stepped back almost looking a bit scared. No! ..no..I'm married..not again.. his thoughts were weak and they released into other thoughts more sweet. Ah..Lucius..you can not hide it... you can not hide..what you really are.. These were strangley in Severus's voice. Lucius hated the fact that Severus had the power to read his thoughts. But his hate only made the tension weigh down more on him. He wanted to snatch up the equsite dark man. Like he had so many times before.
Severus was almost against Lucius now, staring deep into the man's eyes as Malfoy's mind worked at 20 miles a minute. A smile, almost cruel, curled over his pale lips. "Do it," he said softly, the words echoing in his own ears though he had uttered them barely above a whisper.
"Not..now..not...ready..married" he panted. Clawing the wall with no hope of escapign the intoxicating potions master. Narcissa.. Lucius had respected her. And done his duty to her. But he had never loved her.
Severus could not help the icy laugh that bubbled up as Lucius mumbled out rather incoherently. He leaned slightly closer his mouth just a breath from the man's. "Shut up," he said rather firmly with a smirk, resting his hand against the wall next to that pretty blond hair.
Lucius almost gasped when Severus got even closer. He stared into the cruel grey eyes for a moment. No.., he thought as he finally submitted. He couldn't stop it if he tried. Not with him this close. He thought of that time they had first kissed. As he tasted the man's sweetness again. A young fourth year Lucius had thought Father's going to be mad Then he had stopped caring for a while. For a golden year.
Severus pushed his lips lustingly against Lucius', tangling his other set of pale, long fingers in the man's wonderfully bright hair, cupping the back of his head. It hadn't always been like this.. It was usually Lucius lunging upon him like a dog in heat, playing with him and getting in his head.
Lucius's nails dug into Severus's hand as he was led into this once more. He wanted more. He realized he wanted control. The control he had once had between them. He decided to excercise this. He let go and grabbed the buttun of Severus's robe in his teeth and tore it off slowly..the robe fell apart leaving Severus in only his shirt and pants. Lucius's eyes shined gloatingly as he ran his figners once mroe through greasy black hair.
Severus let out a slight gasp as Lucius found comfort in this domain again. He shivered a bit as the robe fell away, looking up into the blond's steely eyes. He took Lucius' hips, kissing him hungrily again. He could of sworn his hand was bleeding.
Severus' hand was indeed bleeding. But Lucius didn't care about that right now. He almost pulled away when Severus snatched his hips, a bit of fear contorting those powerful grey eyes. When Severus kissed him again he openly shared his thoughts. He was remembering..that night..long ago in the room of requirement.
Severus grinned against the man's lips as different images from the past flooded his concious. He stumbled backwards, letting out a short yelp as he hit the stoney floor hard, having yanked Lucius on top of him. He looked up at the man with slight confusion, fighting the impending blush that dare heat his cheeks bright red.
Lucius looked down at him mercilessly. And ran one of his hands across his chest. As he did, he used it to undo the first button on his shirt. "The past a bit to much for you my friend?", he panted, grabbing the super sensitive skin on his neck.
Severus gasped, his back arching at the feel of teeth, unconciously bucking his hips against Lucius'. It was like sheer heaven in a pinch, his eyes rolling closed from the sensation. Poor Severus uttered a small sound of wanting approval, pushing his fingers through Lucius' hair.
Lucius whined and scratched like a dog he felt the sensation briefly. But it only tickled his senses, he wanted so much more. He felt his crotch grow hot at the fabric of Severus's pants rubbing against himself. Lucius started to pull away not guessing why he was suddenly so scared.
Lucius' fear flooded Severus' senses, he quickly pushing the blond over, assaulting the man's mouth mercilessly with his tongue. Severus groped down Lucius' chest, yanking buttons open on the way, black hair hanging around Severus' face, tickling Lucius' cheeks.
Lucius struggled against the vivacious assault on him only breifly. He felt his chest grow bare and gave a small yelp as Severus pushed him over getting on top of him. So close, so wonderfully close. He felt Severus's brandy flavored tongue explore his mouth. Lucius's hands latched onto the potion master's back so hard they almost ripped his shirt. He started caressing the nape of his neck, careful to press hard on the pressure points.
Severus took a sharp breath through his pointy nose, pulling from the man's lips with a gasp. Sev kissed down Lucius' throat furiously, nipping at sucking at the too-pale flesh.
Lucius felt his teeth on his skin. He rolled over onto his back, panting. "Careful there, Sev", he taunted as he toyed with the hair on Severus's chest. Which was now as well bare as the shirt had been flung off in the roll. "I can't afford to be a vampire right now".
Severus grinned, shivering a bit at the sensation of the man's fingers. "You know I won't turn you," he growled lightly, taking up some of the beautifully pale flesh of the man's throat, sucking at it hard, leaving a blood-red mark that originated under Lucius' skin.
Lucius felt this developing he would have told sEverus to stop it because of his suspcious wife but it felt to good. He got a manevolent gleam in his eyes. He eyed the cane. And grabbed his cane and ran the cold heads over Snape's back.
Severus gasped, releasing Lucius' throat, arching against Malfoy. He contracted a killer case of the goosebumps, growling softly.
Lucius knew what to do instantly feeling control he pounced snarling as he kissed him again his cane landing over the potion's masters back with a a small smack!
Severus kissed at the man furiously, his eyes snapping open as he felt the sting against his pale flesh. He whimpered some as it stung, humping against Lucius unconciously.
Lucius threw down the cane carelessly as it dropped onto the stone floor. He gasped rocking under Severus's spasms. "Ah!"
Severus soon found the reality of what was happening and continued to push his hips against the other man's, grinning slightly in ecstacy.
"Aaaaha haa"! he whimpered as Severus ground against him feeling burning heat and terrible joy against the fabric of the denim pants grey eyes wide.
Sev pushed a light kiss against the man's forehead, holding his hips close by the man's bum, snickering a bit as the movement continued.
WeirdVixen: "Sev-"
Lucius panted as it got hotter..and hotter..
"erus.."
Finally he got up enough energy he thrust forward rolling them almost in a flip on the floor. He snaked his tongue across the man's neck. As he began to unbuttun the potion master's pants.
Severus let out a throaty moan, exposing his man to the pale man above him. He shivered some as he felt the waistband of his pants go slack, beginning to grow hard in anticipation.
Lucius worked, feeling Severus's anticipation But Lucius had been waiting for this he jerked away at the last moment when he had but one buttun left to unbuttun on his own trousers. He growled his eyes saying Not that easy..catch me if you can.
Severus blinked, slightly confused as the weight against him let up. Catch me if you can rang in his head, he narrowing his eyes some, pulling himself up off the floor. He growled softly, pushing up onto his knees, snatching Lucius by the ponytail.
Lucius let out a cry and jerked as he brushed past Severus's crotch. Every hair on his skin was standing up. He was on fire.
Severus shivered, snickering a bit. Poor man. He pressed another flurried kiss, pulling him to his feet and leading him to the stock closet. Every student that passed seemed to run - they knew that Snape's stock closet screamed sometimes, but it was extremely loud tonight.
By Badfaith and your's truly
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2006 16 March :: 3.50pm
:: Mood: Warm. DR. PEPPEr.
:: Music: Blue Monday - Orgy
I remember when I corrected that 8th grader.. "It's or-GEE."
We good.
I hope.
You and I, we just like to hurt eachother.
Emotionally and physically.
I guess I was trying to tell you what you feel o--O
I never though you really cared that much.
If you had fuckin' TOLD me, jesus.
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2006 14 March :: 11.04pm
:: Mood: Hoarse.
:: Music: HIM.
This is how I feel.
Agent Blood Orgy: It has to be all about you, doesn't it?
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Auto response from LotusLE98: Sometimes, don't you just hate to be you?
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Auto response from Agent Blood Orgy: A cold heart is a dead heart.
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Agent Blood Orgy: That's right. I'm accusing you now.
Agent Blood Orgy: I've cried my eyes out over you one too many times, Keith Alexander Merle.
Agent Blood Orgy: And I've found each time it's pretty stupid.
Agent Blood Orgy: It's not like you're doing it to me. Well. You pretty much are. you just don't know it, I guess.
Agent Blood Orgy: Let's weigh all these options.
Agent Blood Orgy: So. You drop acid.
Agent Blood Orgy: a - you have an amazing trip
Agent Blood Orgy: b - you have a terrible trip
Agent Blood Orgy: Let's say b happens.
Agent Blood Orgy: Next - a : you watch your legs run away and you start screaming like a small girl
Agent Blood Orgy: b : you decide to set yourself on fire the burn the bugs off
Agent Blood Orgy: Let's say.. A happens, yet again.
Agent Blood Orgy: a - you have a heart attack from over-heating and shock
Agent Blood Orgy: b - you have one of your little 'friends' - whom really aren't friends at all if they're giving you fucking drugs - chase after them and they get hit by a car.
Agent Blood Orgy: c - you call the ambulance and you get arrested for being on drugs
Agent Blood Orgy: Yeap. It's amazing. Let's go back to the beginning and pretend that A - you have an amazing trip.
Agent Blood Orgy: A - you could dance with the smurfs
Agent Blood Orgy: B - you could end up fucking some one and it'd be soooo great since you're high
Agent Blood Orgy: C - you follow the pretty unicorn off the side of a building, and then believe you're an airplane. Until you hit the ground.
Agent Blood Orgy: Alright - B happens.
Agent Blood Orgy: You get da HIV and you end up passing it to 7 other people at our school.
Agent Blood Orgy: But it wouldn't be me.
Agent Blood Orgy: Because I honestly don't think I'd associate with a druggie - one time or no. Sure. School friends can be druggies, I guess. I never see them outside and I wouldn't feel toooo bad if they died. It's their own damn fault.
Agent Blood Orgy: But part of me regrets ever wanting to know you in the beginning, Keith. If I had left you alone, you could have made bad choices with another crowd and have some other stupid little girl feel bad about your choices.
Keith. If you're reading this and you're offended by it, angry that I told everyone, I hope you are.
You deserve to be angry.
Just as much as I deserve to be.
As much as everyone deserves to know that you're stupid.
Really stupid.
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2006 14 March :: 7.02pm
:: Mood: Winnar.
:: Music: Soul Meets Body - Deathcab for Cutie
Emily wins today.
Yeah.
So.
Jon came over after school while I was making omelettes for French class. So I made him one. And he said it was good.
The best thing is..
I've never made omelettes before.
XD
WHO WINS?!
EMILY WINS.
Then we went upstairs and I showed him the Fur Elise techno remix, as well as the Phantom of the Opera trance track. And I braided his hair. And I put cat ears on him.
JESUS.
HE IS FUN.
XDDD
And his arms ar ticklish.
Today was just.. good.
^-^
<3
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