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[ August 30th, 2009 | 3:08pm ] |
before they came to america and got shitty
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| more cuteness |
[ August 30th, 2009 | 2:34pm ] |
bored and wasting my time with queen of the dorks lovely dress up game.
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[ August 4th, 2009 | 10:01pm ] |
sooooooooo pink macaroon started reservations for their unicorn skirts again which ive been waiting for since the last batch. and i asked roge once they posted something on their LJ and he told me no even though ive been saving for it for a birthday present and had the 30 in my paypal to save the skirt. but noooooooo he said no. and tonight i get home to sadly see they are taking no more reservations. Guess what. he was going to talk with lindsay tonight and order it. bastard why do you have to be so sweet sometimes.
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| Writer's Block: Birthday Shout-out |
[ July 31st, 2009 | 5:40pm ] |
hmmm so hard to answer.
i would have to say i guess seven it explains so much. and Neville is such a hero! ^^
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| Lake of Souls |
[ July 30th, 2009 | 12:27pm ] |
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Heartbeat, fast pounding as blood rushes through. Abandoned at the waters edge in eternal night. A wasteland engulfed in a nightmare. I feel them getting closer their eyes waiting from behind. The wind catches in the moonless night drawing up the dust covering the valley floor. Thunder rumbles foreshadowing a cloudless storm. Beyond their snickers and eager snarls my feet stay plastered on the shore of the black water. Screams fill the air drowning out the sound of my heart. The lake of souls; denied heaven and rejected from hell. Must fate end here until the end of time to taste sorrow and regret; letting it grow sour upon my tongue. The waters ripple, inviting and cool against the blistering heat of the desert like land surrounding it. No going forward, no running away. Sparking angel I couldn’t hear your warnings so clear now there is no regret no remorse; I still remember the smile when you tore me apart. I pray soon this façade will be ended unveiling the reality behind this never-ending dream. The sounds drive the wind harder drawing up sand and dust, blood runs from my body as it tears past me. Stripping away the old me creating room for the new. I turn to face the red glow of eyes like a sea behind me. Is this the new me I am to become a monster praying on the souls lost in this wasteland. Lightning flashes overhead its source baffles me in the starry sky above. For I second I see past the drooling monsters and for once see the land for what it really is. The smell of charred flesh is rightly deserved as the bones of those to who have fallen without hope lie in ashes on the ground. It catches my tongue burning black as the ash starts to gather from the ground. The wind stops as the beasts advance sending the chilling crack of bones as their feet fall in response to the skies above. No going forward, no running away. The ashen sand gives way under me sending me plummeting into the lake wrapping me into the shadows. Complete darkness. Nothing but the screams of the damned to guide me through the waters. The once cool breeze that shifted from the surface burned deep into my bones filling my lungs as by body cried in agony. The waves drug me deeper as I lost sight of the world above. The memories of life and the living faded rapidly like a poison being drained until all but a drop was left. Black.
Blinding light seared my eyes and slowly I opened them. I could see through the milky glaze in my eyes the place I once knew. Bright and pure I could see him there curled amongst the wildflowers that hung lightly in the breeze. Birds flew in the skies and animals scurried through the grass. It grew tall and twisted as I swirled in the water fighting with the other souls to surface for air but still the picture stayed unfading. He turned covered in deep crimson I strained to see the lump under him as his pants slipped up. Blood? Impossible. My love where are you going? Come back. Sparking angel I couldn’t hear your warnings so clear now there is no regret no remorse; I still remember the smile when you tore me apart. Thunder cracked overhead cascading rain furiously washing the lump clean. Through the milky haze I met my eyes lifeless and empty crushed alongside the flowers around me. Air; pulled down to the endless depths again as my heart breaks betrayed and alone. Again and again the skies shift reliving that moment when love is dead. Forgotten and washed away from the shores forever sinking in blinding waters. A lost soul bound to swim the depths of the lake and cursed with a memory needing to be forgotten. The dark water swirls pulling the souls down denying them air or even a glimpse of the tattered land above. Was it even still there was there anything but water and agony? Did it ever stop the twisting the swirling being tossed by the waved that shouldn’t exist in such a stagnant lake. It grew darker and darker suffocating any light that fought to enter. Madness, the only rational thought drove you mad unending questions and yells to stop the scene playing on the other side of my mind. Twisting and turning in the waters depths. The thunder, the monster, the ashes and bones I longed to be them to crawl from the lake and burn with the bodies above. Some choices are bad, the lake of souls denied heaven, rejected from hell. Black as the heartbeat of a tattered forgotten soul.
something very old i found in one of my journals. inspired by a line in Angels-within temptation
and also the idea of a lake of souls by darren shan. though i have to say i put my take on both.
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| I am in love ♥♥♥♥♥♥ |
[ July 26th, 2009 | 9:43pm ] |
I have never felt such an extraordinary obsession such as this. Words have always been my true desire for they can cause so much harm or be the tools of such elegant praise. but never in all my life have i been more in love with literature.
Oscar Wilde
his words are indescribable. i cant think of a way to express his poise and beauty that is forever printed.
The portrait of Dorian Grey is i book i wished i have read all those years ago when i first desired. It has struck my heart and i am grateful that i know i will never tire or fall out of love with such incredible words.
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[ July 24th, 2009 | 3:00pm ] |
Lindsay this song is for you cause i got a stuffed unicorn today
and thought you needed some unicorn lovin
. ( more musics!!! )
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| <3 |
[ July 24th, 2009 | 10:13am ] |
sick day!!!
i love when its super slow at work and im just on cleaning most of the day cause that means if i puke then i actually have a chance of going home!!!!
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| Pigfarts |
[ July 23rd, 2009 | 10:45am ] |
So in love with star kid potter!!!!
and malfoy.. watch at 4:49 great stuff
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| ^^ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[ July 22nd, 2009 | 10:19pm ] |
So today i was thinking and my brithday is only 59 days away!!! woot!
i only need $40 more for my unicorn skirt and it shouldnt be a problem my checks have been super big. also i was thinking of maybe going up to davis/sac the weekend after? i dont know. i know lindsay has a birthday around october so maybe something together again???
anywho still think about it just exciting about my shoes and skirt
oh and also school.. i get science classes this year!!!!
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| grr |
[ July 22nd, 2009 | 12:26am ] |
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Fuck room mates. specially fat lazy boys who play WOW and get angry when they suck up all the bandwidth and complain about being kicked off the server and tell you to stop using the wireless internet for 2-5 hrs twice a week.
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| fear |
[ July 20th, 2009 | 1:30pm ] |
There is very little im afraid of. some things gross me out by its not blood stopping heart freezing numbing terror.
So today i was on my break in lobby at breackfast and i look up and my dad is standing there. at first i was like. no way that cant be him. (last time i saw him over 6 years ago, he was fatish.) but im convinced it was him. it just made me sick i couldnt eat i felt so terrifyied. my dad is darth vader X like 10. at least vader loved his kids and tried to look for them, had at least a hint of parental bonding. But my dad is a useless pile of clay and a waiste to the existance of humanity. most of the time i just tell people i dont have a dad. Thats how bad things are.
so at lunch time. i look up from making our free coffees and i swear i see him again so i run down stairs to get stock and give him time to go away. again i only catch a glimpse but im convinced that it was him. why is he stalking me if A he doesnt know what i look like i tried talking to him on myspace to ask for money help for college and he thought i was my brothers friend (which hello i look like my mom forget her face already jack ass?) and B he never said a work to me either times.
WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT FROM ME OLD MAN?!
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| Harry Potter VI |
[ July 15th, 2009 | 12:03pm ] |
Last night we went and saw the midnight showing of Harry potter. I have to say i was sadly disappointed. They left out key parts that tie into the last movie. Its gotten super good reviews from the critics but i agree with fans that they could of dine better. Even with reading the books i was completely lost in what was happening and by the time i pieced the story together it had moved to quickly to something else. I think plot wise it is the worst in the series having to cram too much into such a short amount of time and cutting out those things which are too important to be without.
It is to my relief though that the seventh movie will be split into two parts. Hopefully six hours will be enough for them to end it right.
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| Yellow! |
[ July 14th, 2009 | 2:36pm ] |
today im happy so lets see some things from the greatest color ever!!!!!
( Read more... )
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[ July 14th, 2009 | 1:45pm ] |
Me and Megan tromping around my neighborhood.
( Weeeeeeeeeeeeee! )
Thanks for looking. oh and a bit of warning there are quite a few pictures.
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| halp! |
[ July 13th, 2009 | 5:27pm ] |
So ive been thinking about my podcast lately since ive had some free time at work and well i have a basic concept but i need some help getting some things ready. Any of you know how to make a LJ layout? if i was given the basic structure i could work with it also anyone want to make a cute little icon? its gonna be called Sweet porridge so something along those lines?
also i want to feature art and music and shopping information on there. but since copyright laws are a bitch i was thinking of having Lolit's from the community submit music to feature? it doesnt nessisarily have to be lolita and sweet or talk about it but as long as the submitter is into the fashion i think i twould be fine. also recipies.. who doesnt like cooking?
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| HA! |
[ July 10th, 2009 | 7:20pm ] |
no one believed me that i could make a mad hatter hat out of cardboard. all i have to say is told you so. it only took 2 hours, of distracted attention. >.> but the point it i did it and it looks perfect! ill take pictures once i cover it in fabric cause its very sad looking right now in hot glue and duck tape and boxyness.
well its off to make cheyanne an alice costume and make my queen of hearts outfit!
little brat is so spoiled i swear
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